Hit and Run

When you think about it, it goes way back-- this tempting sweet rejection of regret, this ever-coveted capacity to scream at circumstance, "Oh no, it didn't happen. I can outrun this now, before it plants itself into reality." ...and then this devious marathon has one more trick to play, and slyly moves the finish line away. Such thinking tempers righteous outrage just a bit. Perhaps we might just muster up some understanding of the other guy who could be us. He's frightened. We do not know the degree of his financial desperation. Perhaps any effort to punish or recover loss must fade to second choice, for one alternative we dare not lose, that precious gift and requisite-- our humanity. ~