Play with fire – you get burned
Whether is is the ego or the heart, either way getting burned sucks!
*Crackle crackle crackle*, fingers totally burned to a crisp, I played with fire and OH BOY did I get burned. I knew I would, I said so, I was completely aware of the deal, no harm no foul – funny how that knowledge does fuck all for the outrage of an ego burn.
But luckily I have been around the block a couple of times and know that in a day or so.. I’ll be my old self again. Fit to fight another battle.
Maybe next time, when I am transfixed by that fire, I will be fueled by this moment and be able to tear myself away; and run, arms flailing, screaming as fast as my legs can carry me.
Never again, never again – well, at least not right away
