
Admit defeat
December 22, 2009They had hoped to find the equilibrium between white hot and frigid, silent and noisy, clasped and turned away.
They knew how to live in yesterday, and they knew tomorrow. It was navigating today that left them unbalanced, teetering on the brink of something unusually steep and dark.
They backed away from the edge and from each other. Some days, it’s simply easier to admit defeat.
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