like leaving things to slip away while others do their thing and i’m left wandering, wondering and pondering the things i’ve let get away, get the better of me and get left behind. leaving it all up to chance is not a happy success story all the time but it’s often the only thing i can do with a lot of these things. chance has been good to me at times, and chance will do it again someday, but lately i’ve been let down and left to battle it all alone. even chance seemed to leave me. leave me fighting to keep hold of the few things i can manage to keep up with, having to let the rest go whilst i struggle. i’ve only got so many hands, and i’m not good at juggling. tired, but somehow stronger is what i’ve become because of this.
non bis in idem
