Could
be a string of bad luck.
I’m
fairly sure it was not striking
gold
for the first time. When is
enough
enough? Some will take
all
the love they can find. But
another
visit to the dentist and
more
work on the dreaded root
canal
becomes too much. The
other
day my son told me that
unfortunate
things come in a
string
of three, and he happens
to
be working on his second
string
in a row. Enough is enough
already.
The big league batter
fouls
off the perfect pitch, and
hopes
the pitcher makes the same
mistake
twice. Strike three and
he’s
out. For the masochist just
one
more strike is never enough.
I
have experienced a mixed bag
in
life—You know, weathering
both
the good and the bad. I
can
make comparisons with
the
circumstances and chances
others
may have had, and so
with
many experiences I can
certainly
relate. I have taken
photographs
of many folks
I
have met in a flash along
the
way. And for all it’s worth,
for
better and for worse, I am
glad
I did. I never stopped what I
like
in life, never backed down or
turned
around to hightail it out of
town.
Never seemed to get enough.
Let
me take your picture just as
you
are. No need to smile if you’re
not
of a mind to. I understand, at
this
time for you, enough is quite
enough.
As I see it, and as for me,
enough
is never enough, at least
not
until I’m done.
Chris
Hanch 5-21-19
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