You hear it all the time, it's never too late to start. They say it at every stage. Why bother, really. To give that false sense of hope? It'll only manage to come crashing down when you're at the end of the road.
We all realistically know when it's too late.
I'd say it's already too late. But what's so bad about floundering till the end? Not as if I have anything much else to try for. I'm not expecting any miracles, but I figure going down without a fight is... lame. Coward's way out.
It's as if this thick fog's been lifted.
I can actually see now.
Oh as a reality check, I broke my retainers. Yeah, the streak of shit isn't over yet, but after awhile, you learn to work with it.
To live and not to breathe, is to die in tragedy.