The Opportunity Presented Itself

It was right in front of me. And I’m not talking about a fleeting moment; this thing lasted minutes. I could have done it. Actually, there were a number of things I could have, should have, done but I wimped out.

What was I supposed to do? My heart was racing like a jackhammer. Can you imagine what would have happened if I had done anything and the beating of my heart gave me away? That would have been a mess.

As it stands, or seems to stand, I may have done more damage by not doing anything. Of course this damage could be a good thing in the long run. Like I wrote earlier, it could have been such a wrong thing yet such a beautiful thing.

Those are the cases most of the time. Wrong but beautiful.

Who knows; the situation may present itself in another manifestation at a later time. I wouldn’t consider this opportunity to quit after one miss.

Oh brother! I am such a mess. I’m writing like if I had taken the chance and did what I wanted to do, I would be better off.

And we should all take note at how incredibly incorrect that choice was and continues to be.

Be of One Mine

Sometimes I wish I could just be as frank as I can be. Here’s an hypothetical example:

Imagine if one of your friends talks about a girl all the time. I mean, it seems as if every story he tells, every idea he has comes back to this one girl. Now imagine if, when asked about it, your friend denies any kind of romantic feelings and claims to feel really close to this girl. Close as in, a kind of sister-bond.

Got that picture in your mind? What kind of emotions and feelings would flow through you? I’ll give you how I would want to respond. I would want to spell out that this guy is obviously in denial. He is totally infatuated with this girl and everyone else can see it. Because of this infatuation: relationships could be harmed, people could get hurt, and heart-strings could get ruined.

Do I just have this selfish tendency to believe how I view a situation like this as the correct way? Am I being too harsh in not being able to view this in the eyes and heart of the friend? How can people get into that mind frame – where they can immediately identify with their clients/friends/customers? This is supposed to be what I’m paid to do and I just can’t see past what I feel is the black and white reality.

Could it be that I’m doing the exact same thing as the friend? Have I convinced myself that the reality I see and want to press upon him is not exactly the true reality at all?

It’s so confusing when you have to walk through the life histories of other people. Yours in hard enough right?