What I would have done. We have different ideas about that. I can imagine it so easily, carrying forward the momentum from the summer. Before it moved into its final months. I felt I was seeing with greater clarity than I ever had before. I believe that, though I know you don’t.
What you thought I would do. Closer to how I have responded. All of the ways I betrayed myself, and you, stuck on the same responses, the same questions.
Wish this accounting was reversed.
