Fish have short memories. And in the time that it’s taken for my entire life to come crashing to the ground, these cold-blooded creatures have lived a thousand happy lives, spent a life watching my spectacle of a breakdown, in a minute, it’s passed.
Then they’ve got to do it all over again.
And for me, there will be no do-overs, no second chances, and no one to blame but myself.
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