It roars like a lion and doesn’t stop. Out like a lamb? I think the lion will eat it.
I’m not much of a sports fan, but hubby watched the UT men’s basketball team make it to the Sweet Sixteen. I don’t watch because I’m afraid to jinx them, although I’m not superstitious. Weird thing though, any time I watch my alma mater play any sport, they start losing. No basketball for me. I’ll get a safe play by play as he watches.
The thing with March is…it marches, a line of 31 bass drums lined up, mallets beating to the rhythm of time. Drum, thump-thump, drum, thump-thump until we’re done, staring at April left in its sound wake.
The beat goes on.
Nerds Beget Nerds 
Definitely feeling the relentless beat of March in this slice and in my neck of the woods. Wishing your team luck.
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