Well, it’s been more than a year. A year and 11 days to be exact. I’d expended hours thinking about it, what could have been done — what I could have done. I *thought* I’d come to accept it weeks following but it’s been more than a year and I don’t think I’ve found my peace yet.
And I don’t know why because you said it was no biggie. You seemed to be okay with it, which I found quite admirable for a student. But y’know, that’s what kills. A year and 11 days and this one I still regret.



