Red Lines

As I looked down at the little white stick on the bathroom floor I saw one red line appear. First it was a faint red line.  As each second passed though, it became redder and redder, the result becoming more and more obvious. I continued to stare at it, hoping my staring would will two red lines to appear, rather than one.

Ten and half years ago I was staring at the same type of stick, watching two red lines appear quicker than I could blink.  Ten and half years ago I was hoping for one red line, but got two. Now I'm hoping for two and got one. Life seems to have a way of playing itself out regardless of who you are or what you want.