Scabbed Shins verses Regret.

I begin my travel home walking in a stiff manner. How I press leg before leg makes me awkward, annoyed and uncomfortable. However, I have difficultly changing (comfortable being uncomfortable). As my knees brittle, I ponder my situation.

Now I predict the future. These are my extremes.

Sprint. All out. Reckless. Outward. Exciting. VULNERABLE. Perhaps scabbed shins and bloodied wrists. Maybe worse. Maybe much worse.

Stop. Inhale. Reconsider. Still. Exhale. Thought with no action. Forever stopped. REGRET. Perhaps much regret.

Scabbed Shins verses Regret.

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