Six Summers to Fall

by C.W. Farnsworth

It’s looking back at a suspended remnant of time you’ll never get back, tinged with the dissatisfied realization that you didn’t appreciate simplicity when you should have. Coupled with the knowledge that everything you anticipated—adulthood, independence—isn’t as glamorous or satisfying as you thought it would be.

And tragedies never make any sense. They’re just weights we have to live with.”