The old man has started to rant about leaving his closest family, about spending more time with his children. The children within earshot roll their eyes: they remember how he left them before.
I’m not sure if I’ve shared this one with you before, but I am a rather bitter and angry person, and that bitterness sometimes spills over in to abject contempt.
We were each causing bigger and bigger ripples in our lives, and it was not going at all unnoticed.
You know those days when you wake up and you kind of know where you are, but you kind of don’t? Chapter One: Lessons In Temporal Displacement
The path to true love has been far from straight and true. I have had interactions with a number of interesting people and downright head cases. I feel the need to spill my guts.