I’m about to leave. I ask him to take me home. […] The road home isn’t very long, and I know I’ll be getting off soon. But at this moment, I’m feeling such lovely warmth.
On dit parfois qu’un mince événement transforme la vie, celui-ci aurait cette importance.
It is sometimes said that the smallest event can transform a whole life; this coming event would have just such importance.
Time, to me, forever brings a loss of innocence. As you go through time, you are bound to look back with hindsight; you begin to reminisce about things that you dreamed about doing but didn’t get to do, you begin to wonder what would have happened on that particular day if you had taken a different turn on the road. You have no answer for sure, but you are distressed by the possible outcome of things you didn’t do. You cannot help but regret.
