Weariness, Sometimes More Than Anything

Sometimes You Didn't Really Arrive At A Conclusion About Your Life, You Just Discovered That You Already Had.

How We Remember Changes How We Have Lived. Time Runs Both Ways. We Make Stories Of Our Lives.

There Was Some Sadness In How That Could Happen, Tai Thought: Falling Out Of Love With Something That Had Shaped You. Or Even People Who Had? But If You Didn't Change At Least A Little, Where Were The Passages Of A Life? Didn't Learning, Changing, Sometimes Mean Letting Go Of What Had Once Been Seen As True?

A Hard Truth: That Courage Can Be Without Meaning Or Impact, Need Not Be Rewarded, Or Even Known. The World Has Not Been Made In That Way. Perhaps, However, Within The Self There Might Come A Resonance, The Awareness Of Having Done Something Difficult, Of Having Done . . . Something.

A Hand Fought Best When It Made A Fist.