Dead the Second Time Around

I've been pretty much immersed in playing the game Progressive Dessication that I've lasted several levels before I reached a stage where there's this opponent right in front of me who had the snake I'm after right in his very hands. He was cuddling it, I'm sure, 'cause I was behind him... Looking hopelessly.

I think he does not even know I was there, but the snake did. Although I died the second time around, it still isn't game over for me unlike what I first thought of.

There's this indescribable feeling within me that constantly tells me to pursue my dream - to spend my 3rd and only remaining life to catch the snake or at least steal it from my opponent before my time runs out.

Go, Mike.

Whew.