Have been having a long dance with the coulda-shoulda-woulda troupe this last week.
Constantly questioning, second-guessing, hopelessly wishing, and just ruminating.
Wondering how many second chances do we really get, and how many should we take? It's a trying question. Will I ever be the person that I want to be? Some days the odds look better than others. Some days... well, some days the Prozac just isn't strong enough to deal with the Labeled Quirk of the Week.
But for today at least, I'll keep on keeping on. And watching Sage dance to the song of the same title. That always puts the happy endorphin level into full mode. :-)
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