I’m fighting a battle only I know that I’m fighting. It’s a fight you would never knew I was in if you saw me, well that is unless I was on the beach. Yet I have become obsessed with this battle even though there is no way my opponent will be able to even hit me back. You might say it’s a battle for vanity but truly it won’t effect my appearance. I guess it was the boxing gloves that came in a liquid which put me in this ring and has me continuing this fight until I knock this toe fungus out of my toe… or my gloves/liquid get lost.
FOOTNOTE- This is just one of the battles I fight alone many others have spectators waiting to come in.