The Curse of One Life
If I had 1000 lifetimes, I'd spend each in focus. One main thing. Deep into it, lost down it, pushing at the edges.
Just the one, though, is cruel.
Wisdom a little too late.
Boundaries firm when the walls are already breached.
Barely getting started when you're on the way out.
Clutching at a little slice of abundance.
It's one thing for a party to end. But this one goes on without you.
It's cruel, but clear.
Do it all.