Ten seconds.

Not much in the grand scheme of things obviously, but give me those ten seconds back and I could really change things.

Two seconds in June. I wouldn't hesitate again. I'd push forward. Find out for sure. Be unafraid.

A couple seconds in July. I'd keep my mouth shut and walk away.

Another second in August. What an opportunity wasted that was.

In September I'd need four seconds back. Four seconds to think clearly. To remember that which I'd known all along, and also that which I'd forgotten from long ago.

Now it's October and I'd like to hold that tenth second in reserve.

I'm sure I'll need it before too long.