Only an observation, likely something suggested in folly. We can keep on wishing darlin’. Or we can embrace opportunity. Rolling with the punches as they say, has come so natural. If indeed that, something better, presents itself, manifesting our truest desire, perhaps we will discern it more easily if we engage in the mundane earnestly. Falling on ears abundantly deaf, refusing to linger in absurdity. Retreating headlong into the soothing premise found in the certainty of the unknown. A stage crafted solely to depict the harmonious performance, of two very well rehearsed puppets. Each player reciting their parts of the well worn script consummately. Wagering none of the sentiment proves the safer bet.