when something ends, i usually have all the regrets gushing out of my mind,
getting all embarrassed, feeling very sorry.
when something doesn’t function anymore, it just stays broken, but people fix things,
i guess it’s just simply because they might need it, they might want it back, they might love it, etc, etc.
we get sick, we might get mentally mentally ill, we don’t exactly guess what happens to us,
but we all know that we all get old. wrinkles. hospitals. nursing home. dementia. portable toilets.
when you forget something and you can’t just get that back,
it’s sad, really sad, but maybe, maybe it could be a happy thing,
since, in the end, i don’t have to regret. or forget. anymore.