Saturday, November 26, 2022

There are caravans we follow...

I am really nervous for him. More so than for myself. I know that I'm going to be fine either way, but I'm not so sure he will. And it's not that I don't think he's strong enough, it's just he has had so many disappointments that this might be the straw that breaks the camels backs. He is only human after all, and there is only so much one can take. Is there some way I can still steer the strands of fate? Can I somehow convince the universe to sacrifice my future for his? Or perhaps there's a way we both get what we want? Or what I fear most, me getting it, and him losing out by a thread. I guess this must be what purgatory is like. Can't go forward. Can't go back. Awaiting some official judgment. A proclamation of destiny. 


Hello. It's me. Are you there? Would really appreciate an answer. And I know he would as well. We haven't spoken in awhile, but I trust that you have been listening nonetheless. Please be gentle. To him. I'll be fine. But don't be too hard on me either. Not sure where you two had a falling out, but I think it's time you made amends. He's trying, you cannot deny that. And whatever grudge you still hold, it's time to let it go. Imagine me telling you what to do. The audacity. But I've always been bold. You know this. I have a sneaking suspicion that's what you secretly like about me. Anyway. How about it? Can you come through for both of us? Just this once?