Sometimes I find myself in a situation where I take a step back, almost like I’m looking at my life as a timeline or a movie, and I realize that what’s going on right now is going to play a huge part in my future. It both terrifies and intrigues me beyond belief.
Tonight has had two different incidents of this, and the only two things I know for sure are this:
That both are going to be melancholy examples of failure in some part of my life and who I am.
That for once, I don’t want this experience. I don’t want to change, I don’t want to have this knowledge to pass to others. I’d prefer to skip these two particular lessons and just go back to being happy.
Too bad there’s not a soul in the universe that gives a fuck what anyone prefers.