Time flies like a helium balloon in a typhoon. And yet it does not get carried away. We do . I stand behind the walls that have kept you at a distance. Much, much further away than I'd intended. Yet every step I have taken away from you, .... has led me to yet another ditch along the road. I jumped into the water, but I have no strength to flow away. And I cannot swim.
A chronic introvert and a dreamy idealist.