Come on, sweetheart. You know what happens one hour from now. You know what happens 20 minutes from now. You know what that shift meant. Did you notice it? There's a point, past which, as you know yourself, you won't go back.
I have long stopped regretting anything, I tell myself. And it's true, I feel no regret. A little bit of disbelief, confusion, maybe shock, but no regret. The world is, as it always is, as it is. And here I am, in it.
It's funny how little I know after so much proximity.
Despite any appearances, this is on an entirely different subject than my last post.