Projects don’t exist until you’ve bled on them.
It’s spiritually akin to breaking a bottle of booze on the bow of a ship.
Sorry to see you bleeding, Daniel. I hope the project is worth the pain and anguish of a sore knuckle. Many drops of blood litter my shop and had to be sanded off my vehicles, but no booze was spilled on any ship bows by me… or any car fenders for that matter. Spirituality be damned.
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