[j. d. worthington]

A response to the comments on my little bit of impromptu there:

Thanks for the kind words. It really was an impromptu, and would need some serious work before I'd consider it anything more than that, but it does sum up a bit of my philosophy toward life. One thing, though, Heretic -- while your reading is certainly a valid one, I had in mind a broader application (in a sense): that this sort of self-doubt and taking stock of our lives is something we all do from time to time, and often becomes more frequent as we enter the latter half of our lives; but, for all the painful memories and the disappointments and realizations of the bad choices we've made, there is a balance (with most of us) of the good, and sometimes we even reach a point where we realize that what we took to be the "sere of the leaf" is only a beginning, just as our real leaving of this life leaves an opening for a new life, yet unborn, to unfold as well....

A bit trite really, I suppose, but a genuine picture of a mood... even if an unpolished one.