To live in the past is but a decisive state of mind. You bring to life the memory of an experience, not the experience itself. If you choose to view it with regretful eyes, you need not do it alone, for guilt will be your humble companion. You react emotionally in the present, to a thought that you chose in the present. Who but the insane would choose to feel agony as a result of their own thoughts.
Winter flowers stand in for snowfall.
Red. Shirt and columns.
No hamburgers. No dancing machines.
Morning brew. Temperature's rising.
...a new asylum seeker policy, too much to bear?