You tend to think a lot when a friend confronts you on a truth, you appreciate it but it also gives you a sense of distance. Its hard to deal with at time even it was after your time. It hurts but you dont know why. You thought you where over it but it pokes holes in your shields and makes you vulnerable. All of a sudden your back to square one where you thought you where at the end game. Those pieces you move appear to be illusions in the mist. The game is never one with winners, only survivors. You try to roll the dice and move forward, proving inside that you just might be the warrior. But there is always that one fighter that can take you down. How do you step up if you are so afraid? How do move on past this battle? The fact is you cant. You have to sit there and fight it. You have to deal with the tears and the pain all over again. You would think you would easily be able to deal with it, but your not. Your forced into a heavy relization that no matter what you learn in this game, your never better, maybe wiser and always know what to do different but this game has trump cards and tricks up its sleeve, its never safe to relax, your afraid to be the fool. But once you enter this game, that is all you become. The fool. Never the warrior. You are now the jester.
Welcome back to the game.
-Spooky D. McGee
