There comes a time in a man's life when he feel humbled and overwhelmed. It's almost unbelievable....the helplessness, the doom that beckons him. He feels he has lost it all- His love, his life, his hope, his sanity. The vicissitudes of luck and time teaches him the real worth and might of him. The hands that were always ready to clench the fist outstretch in a begging gesture. Its so depressing, as if the entire universe has conspired against him.....as if God himself has set out on a task to demolish him.
The basic instinct and the obvious reaction then would be to run...run away until all of this has been left far far behind. Until the smell of this legacy of loss doesn't linger in the air we breath. Isn't that how we have climbed all our way to the top of the food chain. By running away. Is that what I'm doing now? Running.................leaving everything behind. Revelling in the fun of escape...............................................????????
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