A recent event that occurred at the YMCA makes me wonder and even hypothesize about how the past influences and lives in the present, or I should say, my present weeks, days, and moments.
I am the deer in the headlights
...frozen in sheer fear, making feeble attempts to defend itself, unable to run. The deer just stays there to witness the attack of a predator who knows too well who his prey is and how, on an elemental level, the mind of his prey works.
Foolish indeed the deer is, foolish its belief that it is standing its ground.
I am the deer in the headlights
...frozen in sheer fear, making feeble attempts to defend itself, unable to run. The deer just stays there to witness the attack of a predator who knows too well who his prey is and how, on an elemental level, the mind of his prey works.
Foolish indeed the deer is, foolish its belief that it is standing its ground.
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