4–22
Someday
4 min readApr 15, 2020
4–22,
That date — that day still, traipse through my mind, as a moment I lived a second ago, and the seconds collide upon my noumena with such devastating authority, that it wills me to bow my mind in contemplation.
Did I do the right thing, I your youngest daughter took it upon my shoulders, to honor your last request.
