Friday, July 24, 2015

100 Words a Day 664

I don’t remember the exact words of the argument, or even what prompted it, but what sticks in my mind to this day is the sound of the door slamming. It sticks in my mind because that was the moment I realized that not only had I said things I shouldn’t have said, but there was no way to unsay them.

Now I don’t worry constantly the way I did at first. I don’t kick myself for it either. I’m sad now when I think about it. Sad that now that each day another piece of my life goes missing.

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