Thursday, February 20, 2014

Reminisce

I shouldn't have read my past.

There was no insight into the future there, only dark tunnels of memory. Only sometimes I would drawn in. Down the rabbit whole.

I missed the Irish.

My life, my loves.

Maybe nothing and everything at once. That was what life is. Learning to know that there was never a past and the future would be never anything more than speculation.

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