is a scary concept.
Dates just make me remember more, take a minute to reflect on something that happened exactly a week, month, or year earlier. They pile up and then I find myself missing too many things at once.
It's hard to dwell on the past, and strange to wonder about the future, but being stuck in the present seems to be the hardest place to be lately. I feel things can be fixed over TIME, but for now, all there is to do is sit back and watch me screw up everything around me.
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