Weakness

     "Time and unforeseen occurrence befall us all," but there are some things within our grasp that we can control.  Why then do we consistently avoid making the necessary changes to our lives which could alleviate future pains? It is not as if we want to endure pain on any level, and yet, we play our cards in such a haphazard way that we end up making it so.  In hindsight we wonder why we did the things we did when, whether consciously or subconsiously, events could have been avoided.  Weakness.  That's what it is.  Our own human condition of imperfection contributes to our demise at every turn.  In the solitude of a moment it all makes so much sense, but then weakness takes over, and all forethought is washed away and quickly forgotten.  Weakness and imperfection obliterates our hopes and dreams once again.  If only that sensational moment of solitude could last.  If only we had the strength to make it last, but alas, we are all weak...and imperfect.  There can be no better explanation than that.  If only...