Don Mann: Focusing on my Craft

Saturday, May. 28, 2005 - 1:51 a.m.

Fight or flight? Stay the course or turn away? Divine intervention is the only thing that can guide me now, I'm too confused and worried to think straight.
No matter which way I turn, I'll have to face confrontation.
The clouds broke, my illness and fever following suit...I thought it was a sign of absolution, but the truth of the matter is that it only stands to add irony to the difficulty I'm now faced with.
So many of the greatest internal conflicts occur not in the storm; rain pouring and thunder slamming against the sky...no, the real conflicts occur in the comfort of one's own home, right here in the heart, under cloudless blue skies or countless shining stars.
Welcome to my lifetime of atonement for another lifetime's sins and evil. Surely there must be justification in my past...something to explain why I always end up in the middle of things like this. I can only hope now things work out beyond the damage that's already been done.
What can I trust here? One man's word against a thousand sweet sentiments...where is my heart telling me to go? How many will have to suffer if I make the wrong decision?
One way I turn, only I can suffer; I'll feel the pain of habit, the same behavior I've done a million times...the pain of turning away and never looking back on something my heart was set on. The other road is beset on all sides by pain, perhaps both physical and psychological...perhaps I'm wrong on both counts of what the future holds...but one thing's for certain: My weekend of blue skies and cool breezes still feels like a storm, and it's all gone straight to shit.

"The sea may look warm to ya baby, the sky make look blue..."

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