A lifetime of putting the puzzle pieces together...a lifetime of watching actions, reactions, emotions rising, emotions flattening...I don't know everything about me yet, but I have a fair clue what's going on.
And I know, now, when I fall, I fall deep...I fall to the bottom of the ocean, the bottom of the Marianas, crushed by internal and external pressures. I know this, by now.
But I also know when I surface, I come up fast and fighting. You cannot keep me down. I may make wrong decisions, I may get in over my head, I may do things that seem destined to hurt me from the start...but I always come back.
I will not give in. When I give in, I die. That simple.
And I'm not dying yet.
Nor am I done. Not by a long shot...
but the railroad track will bring me back when the lonesome whistle cries
[[Insert, belatedly, from the Editrix: I'm getting there.]] I TOLD myself, I was not going to leave without blogging SOMETHING , b...
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