a bit of something...

i never equated pandora's box with anything particular...everyone knows that sometimes, things just get complicated...the point of opening the box is to relieve the urgency of curiousness that has plagued your existence...

i don't particularly like to play with fire, but i do find something intriguing about the risk of being willing to take whatever comes out of the box...most days, i'm up for the info...some days, i regret the risk...

which brings me to: love the risk, even though i am not skilled enough to handle the regrets- most days...but time and good passionate writers have betrayed to us the very thing i hate contemplating...that even with the regrets, it is better to have had the regret than to have had no regrets at all...or something like that...

my point is...or at least my weak attempt to simulate truth, is that it is highly possible to talk yourself into never opening the box again...and is that wrong? i don't think i could live without taking a risk...maybe i just think it's a risk and it was there for the taking all along as something ordinary and ordained...that would be my luck...

but as you read this, if you still are reading, you must know that regrets are not always negative...sometimes they contain a powerful and engaging events...ones that might not indeed last forever...which might fuel you for the rest of your life...that one regret you cannot stuff back into the box, in order to erase the fact that you asked for it by opening the box...

which leads you back to the beginning...and if i trust the words of the wise and passionate, i am better for opening the box...