Do you ever stop and think you could actually live the rest of your life (however long or short it will be), eventually cease to exist and be ‘Unfinished’?
Things that 20 years ago lay before you waiting to be accomplished and/or experienced and here you are, pausing for a moment and that potential and passion that once was, catches up to you, making you acknowledge it did at one time exist but is now faded and catatonic, life never breathed into it. Never will be.
Now this, too, is for now, unfinished…
