Deflated
29 12 2009The older I get, the harder it is to withstand the emotional tides that come with life. Used to do it smooth, easy. But now, even the small waves cause me to teeter. Ups are higher - because I know how valuable and rare they are. And lows? Well… Yeah. They can get subterranean. All manner of feeling is more powerful. Every chance is more precious, every moment so much more special and full of hope because it’s so much more apparent how few of them you’ll have. So comes the disappointment of a letdown. Thinking something has the potential to be great; when it never had to opportunity to be anything at all. Deflated? Yeah. Like a hot air balloon.
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