o be, or not to be, that is the question—
Whether ’tis Nobler in the mind to suffer
The Slings and Arrows of outrageous Fortune,
Or to take Arms against a Sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die, to sleep—
No more; and by a sleep, to say we end
The Heart-ache, and the thousand Natural shocks
That Flesh is heir to? ‘Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep,
To sleep, perchance to Dream; Aye, there’s the rub,
For in that sleep of death, what dreams may come,
Hamlet’s words ring clearer in my ears now, more than ever.. I’m thankful for my inquisitive young mind. I wasn’t given a chance to read Hamlet in school.. had to do it in my own nerdy time.
It will never stop hurting that things happened like this.. a little more communication and I would have understood.. For now, I sit thinking it is better To Be.. than Not To Be.. it is a harder path..but it’s the only path that has a chance to cross yours again..
I’m sorry and I love you.