My past was a waste of time.
They say time heals, you learn from experience, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, crap crap crap, yadda yadda. To me, what I did wasn't learning. It was kinda experiencing something firsthand, so you can tell sbd else about it later.
But nobody brings time-turners in their pockets. Being here, now, I feel so old. And wasted. I'm quite happy, yes, but it took me quite a lot of effort to forget. Sometimes I still caught myself staring out of the window with this stone (which had never really disappeared) weighing my heart down.
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