But, you only learn that when you start losing
stuff. You find out life’s is a game of inches. The margin for error is so small -- I mean one-half a step too late, or too early, and you don’t quite make it. One-half second too slow, too fast, you don’t quite catch it.
The inches we need are everywhere around us.
They’re in every break of the day, every minute, every second.
In this place we fight for that inch. We tear ourselves and everyone else around us to pieces for that inch.