temptations

... lie all around all the time.

run upto them and hug them and accept them as the devils they are?

or question, fight, challenge and shoo them away...?

and then think, think, think about them all the time?

so, then what is good enough to be done? something that will sustain life for the moment?

or something that will make this moment difficult, but the forthcoming ones a bit uncomplicated...?

live for now?
or think what you do?

to be or not to be?

and even as one writes this, there is a feeling of being drawn ... out there, the open skies, friends, laughter, togetherness, life... beckons to me.

so, why do i sit here with a red pen in my hand, marking out corrections in my manuals for the hundredth time?