Comments: Balancing on the Edge.

You'll never know unless you take that risk, grab that brass ring and swing out into the arena of life, and your employers won't think any less of you than they do right now.

Posted by Jack at March 24, 2005 10:05 AM

Bonnie lass, hoist the mains'l and chart your course. "We've got 80-feet of waterline, nicely making wake." - CSNY (Southern Cross).

Posted by ZiPpo at March 24, 2005 10:21 AM

Well the grass is not always greener and life is never easy unless you are Bill Gates. Is it a new path or an escape from and old one? An old saying has it that when you close one door and another one opens up, but what it fails to say is that you can never go back.

Posted by James Old Guy at March 24, 2005 11:54 AM

Bejus! You're waxing existential and attempting to write beautiful prose now, aren't you?

Goddam. Be yourself.

Posted by Acidman at March 24, 2005 12:44 PM

Sadly, Rob, I am being myself. I have so many facets either intentionally hidden away or undiscovered in the shit inside my head that no one knows "Me," not even me.

This is just what happens all available shit hits the fan simultaneously, or

I'm shown something I cannot have, or

I love someone who is as inextricibly bound up in the shit of his life as I am in mine, or

I never get to see the one truly beautiful thing I ever produced because I work a crappy shift for the extra few dollars of evening differential it brings in, or

I find wonderful people who's company I enjoy and cherish, both in Georgia and now in Texas, and know that I will probably never see them again except online, or

and, the Zoloft becomes a poor substitute for human contact.

This is just the way it all emerges from the brain-shit sometimes.

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