excuse me

Don't you find it amusing that even though you may have such access to information, a lot of stuff you know and feel is not fully understood, and you would care to know more, but you're afraid to ask....or maybe a tad too shy....which is a lower form of fear.. And, even if you may be a bold one, do you ever feel that you should be braver in certain aspects of your life. I did, and sometimes, even now I feel that I should be more bold and less shy. Have you ever felt that you were too shy (or weak) to break the ice. Do you have an unfulfilled infatuation hanging out there somewhere. Or an anger that you would love to see come to fruition. Abeyance came to fruition not out of naught. Take note.... nota bene....n.b. Dominus regit me. The good lord your shepherd told you to suspend judgment. Examine your conscience. But, if you don't mind me being so bold, please don't ignore your gut. Suppose for a moment you're a guy who's infatuated with a gal who works as counter waitress at a local restaurant. You love to stop in there daily, not so much to eat, but just to see her. She takes your order when she's working your end and you tell her the same damn thing over and over again....two eggs over easy, rye toast & sausage. And then she asks, is the sausage links or patties sir. And then you think, this must be going no where...I would think by now she would know that I order links. And she's thinking: I know he wants links, I'm just waiting on the day where he'll be a little more bold and say something like: two eggs over easy, rye toast and sausage links & a full and open mouth kiss on these lips of mine. I like a guy to be in charge. Once again he's frustrated...and the next day he orders the same.