An Ambivalent Gesture

A reflection of the past.

Two weeks have passed since the emergence of a new path down an old road.  But that path has long since withered - I have always been indecisive, stranded in the middle of the crossroads.

The Road to Hell is paved with good intentions.

Life administers its lessons in interesting ways.

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Jane and her friend sat down beside him at the booth inside the restaurant.  He and the other had not ordered yet, but it was unclear whether or not they ever would, or if they were even there to eat in the first place.  After Jane and her friend took their seats, he began to feel very cramped, and the other seeing his obvious discomfort motioned for him to move under the table to the other side.  But the gesture proved to be ambiguously ambivalent, since the motivation behind it seemed to take on multiple realities.

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Division of time has never been easy, especially when compounded with higher stakes and diminishing resources.  May we never to whore ourselves for egotistic attention or to those that seek it, no matter how elaborate the tactics they may use.