I had a thought today,
standing in the shower
and it made me stop and wonder.
Admittedly it was hard to listen
to what myself had to say
but then again what choice did I have in the matter?
It went like this:
“When our favorite characters make decisions that’ll leave them standing alone in the wake of their self-destruction, we scream at our screens “don’t do it!”
But if we’re protagonists
acting on the big screen
in the theatre of our lives
where changes come like seasons,
why do we not scream at ourselves
and heed caution to avoid plot threads of pain?”
Good question I admitted.
