Yet another philosophical maelstrom. I’m sure to come to the end of them soon!
I give up chasing other people’s dreams
when I realize I’ve been doing it.
People make suggestions.
Sure. Sounds good.
I’ll give it a try.
Next thing I know I’m enslaved.
It’s running my life.
Do I regret
turning down her offer?
“You can use me as a reference
if you want to get on the circuit.
Just drop my name. People know me.”
Do I regret it,
turning inside-out
at the thought of the exposure
and saying,
“Thank you anyway, but I don’t think I’ll pursue that”?
Was that a mistake?
Hard to say.
But I remember
a few years ago
in a grocery-store chat,
someone dear and I
agreed:
We make the best decision we can
with the information we have
and thereafter let it go.
I think that’s right.
And I think the person
who offered the reference
saw my potential
to live her dream.
She shrugged and accepted it,
but didn’t understand.
And while I might have enjoyed it,
some parts anyway,
no, I don’t regret my decision.
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image: “Bikes at Rest” by Marilyn….has absolutely nothing to do with this post. 
