M&D

That was all they could do to help. There was only this much they could do. And yet, had they tried harder, had I tried harder, maybe things wouldn’t have turned out the way they do now. But they say, there is no use crying over spilt milk. Perhaps.

Ms. M and Mr. D were there. They were there when it first started. They are here now that it has started. Sometimes my breath still catches when I think of how we began as strangers and ended up as even stranger bedfellows. Life.

Cynicism is unintentional. It can be tiring trying to undermine everything around you. Yet I wonder if they see it as such. The harder I tried, the more my breath caught. Memory.

Everyone is the rest, that’s why they are called the rest.