Fresh Eyes

When your sitting the quiet of your bed late at night, and all you have is the whispering echos of your past screaming at you beckoning to take the great 'what if I did something different' train . . . don't. I get nostalgic the same as the next for the great past I've lived. I've not been blessed with the most perfect situation in the world, but I've gotten by. I've lost my heart and gained my guts. You can get lost in your head with scenarios but it's better to get lost in your life.