Surrounded…

I’ve been surrounded, for the last 24 hours, by the mistakes of my life.

The living, breathing ones. An object lesson in the non-linearity of time. No matter the distance traveled away from them, they are never more than a blink away.

I am not sure what to do with them. Which is a lie. Because there is nothing that can be done with them. They simply are. Although my mind is not quite yet convinced on this particular point.

Fortunately I learned to tread water as a child. This is a better object lesson.

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