March 21, 2019
(Continued...) What does the universe do? Nothing. It's all on her. She can spend the better part of the year mourning, kicking, screaming, hating and fail to notice that she has wasted days upon days, long days, important days to do something else instead. Like maybe start over. Easier said than done ok ok ok. But. People must understand, it all adds up. The wrong choices, the friendships taken for granted, the lone incident when someone says Fuck It and berates a friend who was just trying to help -- these things wait at an imaginary crossroad. They don't really disappear.