Foreshadowing

Listening to: Song of The Storm/Emilie Simon

Ever get that comment...it looks pretty harmless at first then suddenly, a couple of months down the road, takes on a whole new meaning? Its been on my mind...this one. Maybe because of the person who wrote it...(if that person is reading this, you know who you are)

"heavy mood. she looks like she's waiting, resigned herself to the fate she sees coming. as the viewer, you almost get the sense she's waiting on you. viewing this is like looking through the eyes of a predator. really cool stuff."

I didn't understand how that could be me at the time...kinda scared me. But I will say I've grown into that description quite a bit these days. The thing about that is, I was waiting. Could feel you all along...knew it. And now I am the one in camoflage and you have to await me. What did you call me??? A predator? I suppose that makes you my prey.

I stood on the tracks with sightless hollow eyes, but now I see...and I am still waiting, but with a pupose now. Of all of the people who have inspired change, I credit you with this uncharted aspect of me. I hope you are satisfied now.

If you look deeper you will see that I am mourning the things that will never be the same...but believe me I am embracing the new as well. Resigned? Maybe. Afraid? Not any more.

You should have paid more attention to the warnings and read the signs more carefully. Because now...the damage is done. If you are not willing to pay the price...you shouldn't take the risk.