The Ladder of St. Augustine

As I strive to achieve break-even for the year, am reminded of the words of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ...

We have not wings, we cannot soar;
But we have feet to scale and climb
By slow degrees, by more and more,
The cloudy summits of our time.

The heights by great men reached and kept
Were not attained by sudden flight,
But they, while their companions slept,
Were toiling upward in the night.

Almost there now. May seem overly unambitious to most, but from the depths of despair where I have come back from, break-even is a huge relief and a miracle indeed.