I heard this amazing cover of “The Boxer” on the radio the other day while heading to the grocery store, and it reminded me of how much I really like this song.



One verse that struck me was:

In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of ev’ry glove that layed him down
Or cut him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame
“I am leaving, I am leaving”
But the fighter still remains


The past three years have been tough, and I’m putting myself through the search yet again. Even still, I’m proud of myself for persisting.