Standing At the Water's Edge
Jump in....the water's fine. You've heard that expression many times. The people already in the pool are really enjoying themselves, splashing each other and creating waves. Screeching with delight. Then there, at the water's edge, stands the nervous ninny, teetering on the brink of decision. To jump? Or not to jump? Jump?

The Cross Road
Have you ever been driving along with your windows rolled down, the radio blasting, jamming to some tunes and auditioning for an imaginary gig on the American Idol? That's an awesome feeling. I love those days when life is jumping with explosive energy at the exact same time I am. Everything is in order. Life is good. Seize the moment. Then you look around and realize that while you were deep into your fictious performance, you took a wrong turn and now you are lost........

It
There it was, sitting before me. Calling my name. Begging for my touch, for my complete and utter involvement. It was seductive. A virtual display of decadence. A delicacy beyond all my imaginations. It couldn't have been more perfect. So inviting. So tempting. It was everything I could have ever dreamed of. Staring at it, piqued my interest intensely. Excitement pounded through my veins. I became flush. My pupils dilated, my mouth was dry. The first time I saw it, was simply a result of my own curiosity, my incessant desire to explore the world around me. This treat and the anticipation of it's delight, shall I say, took me quite by surprise. And soon I discovered I was weak......

Summoned
"Hey, You!" he yelled out over the sea of heads. "Yes, You! Stop, right there!"
It was a generic call, and the mass of commuters around me slowed only momentarily, glancing around.
"Hey!!" the piercing voice continued. "Hey!!"
"What in the world? Who's yelling?" I thought. I was a bit irritable without my morning beverage in hand. The voice issuing the command carried a certain jurisdiction and somehow I felt the need to look........