‘Do I dare disturb the universe’? .. I wondered why Mr. Eliot didn’t scream out ‘AGAIN?!’.
The universe however laughed. She knew if I am asking Mr. Eliot, I had already begun. And she was waiting. She knew I would storm in and break the calm she hated. She will strike back until we resume our fierce dance. There will be collateral, wounds, loss. it would exhaust both of us, the pain so excruciating that neither will win but another stunningly beautiful scar will surface.
So yes I do. Again.