Futures, Imagined

I tied myself up in the story of us, a story that only ever existed in my head. Isn’t that how it works? We meet someone, and we start to…

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I tied myself up in the story of us, a story that only ever existed in my head. Isn’t that how it works? We meet someone, and we start to spin stories. We see that moment of connection as the start rather than a moment. Futures unfold in our minds, and when those futures are cut short, long before we’re ready to let go,…