An idea can’t be contained. Once a thought grabs hold of your consciousness it’s like a shot arrow.

Pushing past logic, past sanity – and finally past fear. Everything disappears, except the need to know the answer. No matter how embarrassing or ridiculous the idea might be. It demands clarity. It won’t stop. Won’t let you sleep.

And then you reach the point of no return. Either you damn the consequences and ask the question that burns in the very core of your being. Or you leave it and die a little in the progress – the idea eating you up from the inside, for the rest of your life.

Do you or not. Yes or no.There can’t be a maybe with things that move the heart.

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