There’s things to do and decisions to be made and uncomfortable conversations to be had and I wish there was cheat somehow. I wish a wormhole would open up in the Universe and show me what it’ll all be like one or two or five years from now. But things don’t happen that way in this inefficient fucking world, do they.
And they never will.
Einmal is keinmal.
“What happens but once, says the German adage, might as well not have happened at all. If we have only one life to live, we might as well not have lived at all.”
-Milan Kundera (The Unbearable Lightness of Being)
I’ll have it all figured out someday.