If things could be done differently, I wouldn't be in this state now, would I? Rain refreshes my mind. Triggers thinking into me. Oh the joy.

Amidst all this regret, and melancholy. I remember my friend's verse to me. She wrote it for me. And I left it somewhere;Left to accumalate dust, to yellow. Now I remember it, and suddenly it means so much more now.

"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11.

And again, it hits me.

Well, what can I possibly say. So, this is how it all ends. So, I've failed in this. So, I missed this chance. So, what?

If fairytales are meant to coax little children to sleep and letting them believe in happily ever after, then those stories about time travelling must be for those people who lost hope in life to believe that there's a chance to undo all our mistakes.

If I could turn back time, I would change everything that has happened, looking at the state that i'm in now. If only things were that simple.

Apropos much. thinking time
I'm sorry