From: <a href="/blend/av.cgi?id=74">Echolocation</a><BR>
Date: 22 June 2004<P>

Tanq - as elegies for the might-have-beens go, <a href="/blend/wv.cgi?id=2004.06.15.22.12.7166">I'd Be There</a> takes the gold.  Nothing like missed opportunities to keep you up at night playing the "What if" game... It's puzzling, isn't it, that opportunities so often look like obstacles or irrelevant side trips when you encounter them -- it's only later in your rear-view mirror that you can see them for what they really were...
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From: <a href="/blend/av.cgi?id=12">Tanqueray Cowboy</a><BR>
Date: 22 June 2004<P>

Echo~<BR>
Thank you for your kind words.  I'm often surprised when people like my stuff...  it's just what's in my heart at any given time spilled out on to paper or pixel.<BR>
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"It's puzzling, isn't it, that opportunities so often look like obstacles or irrelevant side trips when you encounter them -- it's only later in your rear-view mirror that you can see them for what they really were..." <BR>
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I don't know if I'd agree entirely.  It's not so much about side trips or obstacles... It's more like living or working in a crowded city.<BR>
Your best friend could be across the street waving and shouting but you've got things on your mind, and you're watching the sidewalk ahead of you, so you never notice.  There's so much noise in our lives... in our hearts.. that we can walk right by important things without grasping their significance.<BR>
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It's only when we're home later, in the quiet, that we can -- if we're very lucky -- put the pieces together.<BR>
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~tc
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