Sometimes goodbye is a 2nd chance

When you know that the path ahead is a one-way dead end, there really is no point driving on. But you tell yourself "I'm already half way, I'll drive on for 2 - 3 miles and stop at the next station". And so you keep driving.

Along the bumpy road, you stumble upon portholes and your car suffers stratches all over, and you think to yourself, it's okay, a little scar won't do much damage to my super car. By the next station, your bumper gets dented, but still you tell yourself, it's alright, it'll survive the next pit stop.

Then, at the next stop (with your hanging bumpers and heart-wrecking scratches), you know you should really stop driving - but you don't. You inspect the damages and somehow, they don't seem to look that threatening. At least your tyres are intact. So you decide to drive on...........And finally, you hit a ridiculously sharp bent and your tyres blow. Right in your face.

You're now stranded in the middle of the road, unmoving and helpless. You ask yourself, why didn't I stop 5 miles back, knowing this would happen? It really is not stupidity, is it? (and no, it's got nothing to do with a GPS). It's DENIAL. We all bloody live in denial.. thinking that things are okay, when they're not..and that only leads you to one direction - a dead end.

Sigh..

^^lil'Lin