ballarde

the effect of time reversal on various states

Imagine a bride (blushing or otherwise), with her veil draped in meticulous haphazard fashion over her face.

“You may now kiss the bride.”

…the groom leans in, the bride closes her eyes, their lips are quivering as they prepare to kiss each other for the first time as husband and wife.

But, the veil won’t lift. She can she his face, his lips, but she cannot kiss him. Happiness is Right in Front of Her! -But the fucking veil is unyielding.

That, my friends, is my depression…