What if I didn’t go to law school? What if I decided that this is the dream, and the reality is that which I thought was a dream and left behind?
What if all of this has just been a kind of sleepwalking?
What if I stop loving my one true love?
What if I follow someone else somewhere else and live a life that I didn’t think would be mine?
What if I die? What if I die before I get there?
Once, I said that politics was a dirty game, a trap one should avoid playing. That was before the Prince of Darkness was quite so dark and princely. Maybe this young man will save us, this Prince of Africa.
But what about me? What should I do? What if money is worthless?