It’s a strange thing but when you are dreading something and would give anything to slow down time, it has a disobliging habit of speeding up. ~J.K. Rowling, “The Hungarian Horntail,” Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, 2000
The past few days have moved too fast.
Too much has happened.
No time to process.
I wish I just enjoyed.
I wish I hadn’t been so freaking obvious.
But most of all I wish I hadn’t met you.