Ashamed

Ashamed I see what you have and I want it. I am immediately ashamed. Indignant over the fact that these feelings could breed with in me; dismayed at the buckeye of truth that may lie dormant. Time has a way of encouraging one on their way. To feel crowded and herded onto the paths that are tamped down before us. Expectation in the abstract is just a thought. However, once that possibility comes anywhere near, it is time to move on. An epiphany cures all.