Notes on Walking Away

And so there came a moment when I asked myself, “If I never speak to him again, will anything about me change? Will anything about my life be inherently better or worse?” And the answer, like the stable soliloquy of tv static was a resounding ‘No’. And just like that, I snuffed out any memory of him like a child excitedly blowing out a candle when the lights come on after dumsor. Let’s see what’s on TV.

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