As I lay and wonder about the foul smell lingering around the public trash can in the laundry room, I ask myself if clothes are all I have to be washed. I jump in a shower and hope to wash myself clean. But I fear dirt and stains may remain
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You were correct. Quiting is no better. But ask yourself again: If I win the game, what better am I, what have I gained, is it truely better than not having ever played. You must take into account your losses. You must take into account your time, energy, fruitless efforts, pains, sorrows, responsibilities, promises, people you hurt - then in the end... ?
To this I do not know the answer, but I lie. Deep down inside I know it does not matter. I know that there was no chance in hell that I would not have played. If ever I could have gone back, would I have stopped? No. I would have found better ways to break the rules. The question is then the most pertinent and the most irrelevant. I will pray.
Thank you for you words. Thank you for more than that. Thank you for listening. Thank you for boldly commenting. It is a pleasure in which I assure you I am not indulged. Thank you again. Always love and peace.
Friend
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