I came across an old note I wrote back Nov 2008 in which I was mad at the boss. Funny how I'd forgotten the anxiety and turmoil of my decision.
Mephisto offered to shoot the tires off the bus I'd said I boarded and couldn't get off ...
No regrets, I still wonder what would've happened if I had got off that bus.
Mephisto had left before i returned and I don't know if he's even still alive. I have been missing him. He's always so sure and I guess that's what I need now - that confidence and self-assurance.
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