We all reach a point where we have to ask ourselves how long we are going to be the standard bearer of that torch without another runner to pass it to...
Thats a perfect way to describe it!
I just saw a friend of ours and he told me that he had talked to H a few months ago, right after he had told me that he wanted to try again. H told him that he hoped he wasnt screwing with me. How could he doubt at all that his choice would mess with me?
I guess I gave the wrong finger to the wrong man...
