Jessica 11/03/2023
"Lord, I confess I want the clarity of catastrophe but not the catastrophe.
Like everyone else, I want a storm I can dance in.
I want an excuse to change my life."
"Q: What's the point of grieving in the future tense?
A: Let me tell you this now so you know before you don't know anything:
You were good. You lasted. And at last you were - I mean, you had been.
You will had been.
I will have missed your is. Do you know that? Will you have / known that?"
"I thought that was all love could give me. I'm sorry. I thought I'd seen
the future. I thought I knew the words to our one wild
and unfathomable life. Forgive me; I see it now. I wasted
so much time being wrong."