Must Muse

Hello blank page.
Hello undeveloped thoughts.
Hello dial-up.
Hello clouds.

Goodbye night.
Goodbye sailing memories.
Goodbye friends.
Goodbye zero play-count.

Greeting dear friend.
Farewell acquaintance.
Good morning lover.
Good night enemy.

Conversations with you start with "hey", and end with "you too". How many more will there be?

I have my own hope in life now. I've seen beyond the veil. I am no longer constrained by emotions. I have my own life to live now.

How many tries does it take to get it right? What is 'right'? Why do I still dwell on this?

Twice now I've been so close to having it, but something keeps it from me. Thing is, it's the challenge that seems to drive me. I know it's out there, a few times over even. And if this is just practice, can't it at least be enjoyable? I guess I'm just still eeved that I didn't do anything more to pursue it. Apparently it was visible enough to other people (what's the use of concealing it?) but how can you know unless you're completely clear about it? I guess I could have told her, but there are two major downsides:

1) If she said no, that would be a bit awkward for the rest of the trip, don't you think?

2) If she returned the feelings, sure it would be great for the rest of the trip, but what happens when we get off? I don't even want to know what the distance is between Vancouver island and Calgary...