Why can’t I just report how I’m feeling right now? Why do I have to take a few moments to figure it out? Are you like that? Anyway, I’ll give it a shot.
Ok, so I sat there for a few minutes. I debated internally, what do I want to type? What do I want to do? What do I want?
Let me start with a song that’s been going through my head again. Wichita Lineman by Glen Campbell:
“And I need you more than want you…And I want you for all time…”
You see, I’m lonely. I’m missing my Soulmate. I only get to see or talk to her every couple of decades. The years between can be hard to bear sometimes. Like now.
If I had any faith in God or eternity, I could rest assured that we’ll see and talk to each other again someday. I could believe in Synchronicities and destiny. I could believe in love.
I’m only human. I dwell on impossible could have been and almost was. There are no do-overs or second chances in life. If you blow it during the attempt, you may get a chance to try again. But the previous attempt(s) don’t go away. They inescapably influence any future attempts.
Since I am only human, I have to distract myself from dwelling on the past failures. And the past ecstasies. I’m going back to my computer world now. It’s interesting and challenging enough to distract me from my recurring reminiscences. Once you’ve reconnected with your soulmate, no one else will suffice. So I’ll just have to wait until the next time we meet again.
Did I answer the question? Yes, I think so.
Sixty years 