“Time is swift, it races by; Opportunities are born and die...

Still you wait and will not try - A bird with wings who dares not rise and fly.”

-A.A Milne

 

I do not think she noticed me that day. Every day we would wait together for our bus to come. It was line two. We arrived at the same time every day. As children, we are pushed and encouraged to "go for it", but how often do we, as humans, "go for it"? I should have just done it - went for it - that day, but something held me back. After all, who would want to engage in any form of interaction with me?