Tuesday, December 30, 2008

high on a hill where the city seems tame

It used to be that once a day I would think to myself, “what if…”

“What if” is such an eloquent and simple explanation for all of life’s infinite possibilities. Perhaps more accurately, it is a definition for all of the missed chances in the path to ones ultimate decisions. What if is an escape from finality, a route of contradiction, and a mental distraction. A picturesque unveiling of untapped potentials in the path littered with rejected hypothesis.

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