I almost slipped into one of those alternate universes that circulates but never collides pulling myself back before I did and no sooner did that I did regret not having taken advantage of this occasion to venture into the exploration allowing apprehensive its full reign. My time here is limited and uneventful, without incident due to the submission to the worry of consequence. I am just playing out my role but not as it was meant by the part written in the play written for me. Now I’m just nervously pacing the same trail hoping that world opens hoping I’d be audacious and be content to slip.
