Today, I nearly reached out. Well, in fact I did. But after stewing on it all afternoon as I worked on code, I had second thoughts and ultimately took it back. Not because I didn’t mean it. No, I meant every word. It’s just that it doesn’t seem appropriate to make contact in that manner.
Perhaps if I was a more sociable person, none of this would seem so hard. But as a man of perpetual regrets, I find it hard to own my words. I think I shall just leave it in the hope that my sentiments are carried some other way, by whatever mysterious forces convey my true intent.
Let me press my face to the floor instead and invoke the One who reads all hearts.
And We have already created man and know what his soul whispers to him, and We are closer to him than his jugular vein.
Quran 50:16
Last modified: 7 March 2023
