Where are you?

September 01, 2007 | Published in | 0 comments

There are some days when you'd just do anything to rewind to a few hours before. Just to be rid of mistakes, regrets. All that jazz. When you know you would have done things perhaps a little differently, said them a little more nicely, stopped the ball from rolling before it fell off the fucking cliff. When in the aftermath you feel like Death squashed into a tiny entity in this world that is yourself.

Then one starts to realize that it's 4.07 in the evening, not 8.30 in the morning anymore.

All you get to do is wait. Wait. Wait. Wait.

Nobody lives without regrets or sin or love.

Here we are again.

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