Should Just go to Bed
This is one of those late nights when I know I should just go to bed. I have work in less than twelve hours, I really should just sleep.
But, of course, I started to think about some things because I ran into somebody who means something to somebody else I used to know. Who used to be my best friend until she did something to me that broke my heart and ultimately ended our friendship.
And I keep thinking on it, making all these strange little connections to who I am today, why I am this way, and it all seems to trickle back to that one thing.
Somewhere, in a parallel world, there is how it was supposed to go- or how I’d hoped it would go. I’m in the here and now, and this is what I’ve got to make do with, and it’s alright, I’ve got some good people- friends who wouldn’t do what was done- but all the same, I just can’t stop wondering.
Not even all these years later.
I really should just go to bed.