You've been here before.
Not this exact trouble but this exact feeling.
The one where you can't see how it resolves.
And it resolved.
Not neatly. Not on your schedule.
But you're on the other side of it now, telling the story like you always knew.
You didn't know. Nobody knows in the middle.
That's the part worth keeping.
Things work out.
And you have never once been able to see it coming.
So the dread about how this one ends is running on the same faulty instrument it ran on every other time.
Feels like this one's different?
It always does. It never is.
