Some aftermath

Allow yourself a moment to think.



My thoughts go 20 years back. A vivid memory of standing at the door of a building where I don't live but often visit... it's cold, not raining, and someone crosses the street in sleepers. I look right and see the mother observing, as I am... then, I walk in.

"I live the life I want, no regrets.
Would I change the past?
Certainly.

I lead the life I have, in fact.
Will I make it last?
Indefinitely.

But how can I go on?
There are ghosts all around.
But how can I move on?
You're nowhere to be found."

      - in "Some Aftermath", just now.


After things happen, what do you do ?
Act ?... Think ?...