Friday, April 13, 2012
There are some acts you commit in this life that don't grow easier by the remembering. They grow more incredible, more spectacularly ludicrous, harder to ration. Perhaps because in retrospect you gasp and see the huge hairpin or the complete derail they constituted. Or you've become someone so else from the person who did that. Or because you have more empathy. You feel it much more, on all sides.