Is it the fear of the unknown that made my hand tremble when I reached for you? Is it the knowing what I had on this side of you? The times my hand rested but never turned, why? Never taking the chance, never knowing what could have been, what have I missed? Have I waited too long? Is it too late?
4 comments:
I think it's never too late. Often times earlier is better, but late is better than never. This is what I've gathered from my observations. I have never been behind that door, so I have no personal experience. Consider, though, that an outsider's perspective might have a validity of its own. Maybe. Ultimately it is your call.
Have you read Bear Me Out recently? BearToast Joe relates some interesting recent experiences.
I think only you can answer that question for yourself, even as I can only do so for myself. Whatever your answer, remember that I am always sending out the best of thoughts and wishes for you. (Good to read you again, btw.)
I concur; never too late.
Stephan - please continue blogging. I just found you today and have been mesmerized reading all you have written. I have so lived most of it myself and it was like looking into that mirror. Love your work.
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