And I can’t count on time or all the times that I’ve sinned. But I also can’t count the times I've tried again [...] But I can count on the mountains. I count on the sea. I can count on the wind. I can count on the breeze and the trees and the bees like this some Shel Silverstein shit. But real shit, this motherfucking sidewalk don’t end; it dips and it curves, it turns left and it bends—sometimes back to the beginning, but there exists no map. You’ll never know when you’re winning.
Miles Hodges "Count on It"
'Every day above ground is a good day.'










