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"It's like watching Paris from an express caboose heading the opposite direction -- every second the city gets smaller and smaller, only you feel it's really you getting smaller and smaller and lonelier and lonelier, rushing away from all those lights and that excitement at about a million miles an hour."
- Plath, The Bell Jar
Everything seems to be so distant, far, disenchanted. Is this how it feels like to completely remove yourself from a situation? I wonder why you are being so persistent when there is always a way to escape, when it is right smack in front of you. A door opening up to new possibilities - you can walk through it without ever turning back, a bus or train stopping in front of you to take you far from where you knew everyone - leaving them without ever turning back. Without. Ever. Turning. Back. Why dwell on something so ridiculous and petty; the "root" of whatever is happening right now when you can just move on, treat each other normally and act as though nothing every happened without ever turning back. Because you see, if I was not this carefree and easygoing, if I were to choose to keep dwelling on the problems, I would have never gotten past that incident one year ago. I probably would have been permanently broken, I chose to see that as a wound and as cliche as it may sound, let time do the healing.
So, why can't you just get past this and move on and act as though, nothing, ever, happened?