The Line

The lines that we bare are so unmistakable. We have this code that we sell ourselves from the time we are able to understand what exactly we want out of life, and who we want to become. I will do this, but I won’t do that. We set up our expectations of others along the way. Some will live up to those expectations, others won’t come close. We have in our mind who we will get close to and who we won’t. The types of people that we will date and the type of friends we will have.

The line may become jaded with each and every circumstance that we go through. We tell ourselves, never again while going through turmoil. We learn life and death while experiencing happiness and sadness. Those that have crossed over the line understand the ramifications, they knew the consequences and they don’t question their outcome. Others might have a question mark, as in a “what if” situation.

The line might not be right or wrong. It could be the line of your own limitations or the limitations that others impose on you. It could be a particular circumstance which you are almost willing to push the envelope to see what would happen. It is the knowing and the unknowing. While crossing the line you will be in a transitional state. One from which you were to one from which you are now.

It is said “to err is human.” Well, this is all true, but some prefer the safety net of not even getting close to the line, while others only know one side of it. The line is actually the boundaries that we set for ourselves and those that impose their boundaries upon us.