Retrospective and reflective, I have become
a backwards glancing addict
second guessing outcomes and unintended consequences,
I discarded along the shoulders
of my traveled back roads
like finding a rediscovered country of
precious mental yard-sell memorabilia;
How wondrous are my discoveries,
working the 'what if" scenarios down to a science,
predicting all the lost outcomes that I have associated
With all the non-existent string researchers I know,
Who,
Indulge themselves with probable possibilities…
I am who I am or was or will be… I keep telling myself;
And this exercise is as useless as predictions of the weather!
I see only what I want to see…
hear only what I want to hear…
and if,
there is an opportunity to change the past,
then, how else
can I judge myself… if
these pre-existing internal audits are not performed?
and if,
my pre-arranged
fixed path
were to have gone another way
my predilection for this addiction
would still remain
as my
un-treatable, un-insurable, pre-existing condition
could be unfortunate.
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