Time - a friend and foe
I was made to revisit my memories of painful times, of contemplation. And then it hit me that those were also sometimes times of joy, of elation.
Some people, given a Time Machine, would undo their choices. Undo their bravery. So as to undo the hurt.
Which made me think - I was once of a view to undo it. What made me feel more mature about the whole situation? When did that thinking flip? I did not regret. I did not wish to rewind.
There was also no longer hurt or longing seeing a photo, or if my mind wandered down memory lane.
Time - I dreaded each passing day then, but embrace each new day with vigor now. There is alas, solace in lying awake alone.
Some people, given a Time Machine, would undo their choices. Undo their bravery. So as to undo the hurt.
Which made me think - I was once of a view to undo it. What made me feel more mature about the whole situation? When did that thinking flip? I did not regret. I did not wish to rewind.
There was also no longer hurt or longing seeing a photo, or if my mind wandered down memory lane.
Time - I dreaded each passing day then, but embrace each new day with vigor now. There is alas, solace in lying awake alone.