Bow Out

I take this chance to bow out. So much has changed. It's no longer the same as it used to be. Knots that have taken so long to tie and that were to keep us from falling seem to have come undone. We're falling fast and there seems to be nothing to catch us. I've been trying to hard to push something that cannot be fixed by me. In fact all I've done now is untied our knots. So I shall bow out. I will be in the shadows or just around the corner but not here, not in the middle or even the edge, just out of reach is safer and better. I never meant to change what we had. But it apperes that sometimes you have to choose your battles and I chose wrong. I have come to fear I will regret that for the rest of my life.

"There is no greater hell than to be a prisoner of fear." -- Ben Jonson

"Fear is pain arising from the anticipation of evil." -- Aristotle

"You can never plan the future by the past." -- Edmund Burke

"The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool." -- William Shakespeare