Sunday, June 10, 2007

Cringe-worthy, I tell you, are my posts from the past. That lack of maturity, that brashness, but I guess I'll be saying the same for this post in a couple of years. I suppose we all have that, the embarrassing immature past, and some people, like yours truly, have cultivated the unfortunate habit of show-casing it to the world. I must confess that, on occasion, I've had the temptation to delete my old posts, or even start afresh some place else. But that would just be running away for my past, and if I do it once, whats gonna stop me doing it over and over again?

Nay, no running. The past is what it is: past. Nothing I do now will change my past, the good or the bad. There's always the temptation to try and lock away or destroy the less savoury aspects of that past, but lets be honest, its a futile exercise. There's no point in hiding from my past; that would be akin to hiding from who I am, or was, deep down inside. I am who I am, scars, warts and all.

The posts will stay.

i heard the crickets at 5:56 pm

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