do you really think we can do this? do you really think that after this week each one of us would write the last entries of the book labelled 'my poly life' and then be done with it? how delightful to have these thoughts aspirations dreams ambitions without doubts but hell, here they come now.
what will be of us when we walk out of the comfort of what we build for three years now?
the things you want sometimes finally comes to you only to bite you in the butt and make you somewhat wistful of wanting them in the first place. coming back to what we love wouldnt be easy.
ive been hearing about the last week, the last days, the last production, the last script, the last everything. will it be really, and then we just wash our hands off this?
if only time is possible. if only timing leads us straight to whatever it is we want.