Isn't the idea of "unfinished business" just totally irritating?

I'm not insulted, though... as much as I could be, I'm not.

Part of me understands. Really. The other part, I can't speak for. It speaks for itself... beyond "words."

Irritating, yet... understandable... yet... we know what it is - and it seems a shame to waste any tiny bit of the truth staring you right in the face.

Makes me a little sad, really... but you never know. Today could be the day where it makes the right kind of sense. And maybe that old business can get finished and new business can begin.

Wouldn't that be something? It sure as hell wouldn't be irritating, anyway.