Crushing

Sometimes your dreams die.

Sometimes your plans fail.

Sometimes you get thrown off that horse.

Unlike those inspirational posters with cute animals encouraging us to remain positive, not everybody that falls off that horse gets back up again.

Earlier tonight, I failed at something. Not something trivial, mind you. But not something that terribly important.

If it were some other day, it would be like water off a duck’s back. But it is not some other day. It is today. Today was a crushing defeat.

That’s one of the reasons old people welcome death. They get tired of having to fight for each new breath. They miss the people they will never see again. They remember when they once could, but now they can’t.

My plan failed.

A dream died.

Let’s see if I can get back on that horse again.