Dreams of an Idle Mind

Got home to stories of beautiful things and wonderful and terrible
happenings. Tales of murder and love and vengeance.

A notion so appealing and terrifying. Vengeance. For time lost and days
spent in the thrall of What If?

That senseless boat, beating onwards into the future, straining against
the tide, searching for that one fine day.

And then we'll return to where we began, and recapture those lost
months. We'll sit and laugh and worry and not care as the world falls
to pieces around us.

And as it all ends, I won't be sad, because there will be so many
stories still to tell.