I stepped out of a ten person line to look at a passport application.
And older man sneaked ahead of me.
"Fuck it, I'll think about travel destinations."
After leaving behind the "fuck-it's" nearly 7 years ago, it's refreshing to the body and soul to pick them back up again once and a while. I don't know how I would survive without them. I of all people too, that fester over any given reason for no apparent reason.
This time it's a little mentally different than being 15 years old and belligerently regarding everything as "fuck it!" Something has changed, it's the kind of fuck it that lets you move onward with your life for the pure benefit of having the ability to let go of things when they don't go your way. What could I have done? Nothing, because the moment has passed.
"Life must be understood backwards, and lived forwards."
Yeah, some wise ass said that.
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