“Hey. Umm..it’s nice to see you again. And.. I’m sure you know already.
Yet, I’ve stepped out again, beating around the bush,
casting a fishing line into sea where fishes don’t exist.
You know how desperately I want to change right?”
“Yeah. You’ve got so much ahead of you.”
“Really… yeah. Really? How much assurance would it take to believe that?
When I know part of the equation, other than belief, is hardwork.
All the turmoil and striving, moving, necessary to keep living and to survive this battle called life..
And.. I don’t want to strive this way, anyway.”
“I know what you mean.
It’s how people give the choices and actions they’ve made all the credit, right?
Indeed, what would one be without action? Without the pressing on, the moving forward?”