When Is It Too Late?

There are things in life that have expiry dates. Milk has an expiry date, which is shortened somewhat if we don't follow storage instructions. Women have expiry dates due to our perceived biological clocks. Ambitions have expiry dates, when success tastes more bitter than sweet.

When a vicious cycle is repeated, what is left is a battered soul and a goalpost that is ravaged beyond recognition. There is no desire to look back, mainly because the view is too painful to behold. Perhaps the yardstick for the question of when is 'too late' too late is the bitter taste when one succeeds in getting what one wants - a sense of victory interlaced with the sour residue of blood spilt on the battleground.