i shouldn't have gone there. But it seemed irresistible, so i did. And now i can't go back again, because my bridge has been burned. They say not to worry about crossing the bridge until you get to it. But did they ever consider that it might come crashing down as soon as you go across? Then where will you be? Stuck. With only the memory of what once was.
Wouldn't it be wiser to look at the bridge from afar and ponder for a time whether or not to cross? Whether or not what's on the other side is worth the thrill of walking over that mysterious bridge. Because who knows? You could get stuck.
-written 3/1/11-
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