It felt like it was just a matter of time before we came to blows, but out of the blue, the gloves came off. The fight I expected from the start ended with a dove instead. I had prepared my mind and body all day for the battle that I was sure was coming my way, only to be knocked out by the peace instead. Maybe it was because I was willing to take a few small hits before counterattacking, or could it be I killed them with my kindness? All I can say is timing is everything, and this time peace, thank G-D, was in my cards.