Dark Horse

In between “How was it?” and “What now?” , nowadays every social exchange seems like an interrogation to me.

People are expecting certainty and direction that I am unable to give.

I find myself daydreaming of what I was doing two years, ten years, fifteen years ago and none of it makes sense to how my present day turned out.

Life is too long and I have an unnecessarily good memory – so I intend to use my time wisely now.

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