ironmog

For a moment if I might be allowed I'd love to speak a bit in the hypothetical. Or at least the hyper contextual, so as to save myself some dignity or protect the identities of the innocent. Or something. I don't know. Now that I think about it if I were really protecting myself from anything I might not have mentioned that I was attempting to do so. But I've come this far, and I might be too lazy to use the backspace key.

So there might be this girl, who might be getting married, and this guy I know might have been stupid enough to kind of dig her, but he's smart enough and based enough in reality (at times at least) to know that its simply not in the cards. But then one must wonder about missed opportunities, and not taking the initiative. Could he conceivably pull a movie type stunt, drive to the wedding while it is in full swing, profess his feelings and they would live happily ever after? I mean she DOES have an undying love of Star Wars. That has to count for something right? But alas, does that kind of end only take place in movies? Real life is never quite so romantic or idyllic.

Missed opportunities. I once had a friend, whom I admittedly had a magnificent crush on (she loved Star Wars as well, and video games, and Lord of the Rings BEFORE the movies came out) and we'd both jokingly discussed getting married to each other if say certain things happened. A Jedi marriage with all our silly friends there in robes with fake lightsabers. Or a Lothlorien wedding, elaborate gowns and robes, wooded setting, very fantasy of course. But I assure you none of this took place (well so much as I remember at least) and she herself is married now, and living in Delaware of all places. Did I miss an opportunity at something? Should I have pursued it?

The cavalcade of self doubt and recrimination assaults me at such thoughts. Perhaps I've made mistakes, perhaps not. I simply don't know. I just feel as if I've sat still for too long and let such wonderful opportunities fly by me.

-JC