XXXI. Cue: Yesterday or tomorrow?
When this began I still had choices, although several I had put off for consideration until I felt more certain....
More certain of what?
I still had hope. I had my innocence, and even ambition.
The quest took my innocence, my health, my peace of mind.
There is no going back.
Why do I think there is a choice? There is only tomorrow, after all--the choice to live or die--tomorrow...
So--stay or go? Stay with my life ending as abruptly as my ring finger, or go and at least--maybe--the chance to find my hope again?