Cassandra in Reverse

by Holly Smale

I could make this day comfortable and stay, nestled into the monotony and familiarity, content in the knowledge that nothing will ever surprise or shock me again.

Time is the invisible thread that weaves our stories together.

Encouraging the sameness, because even when it’s awful, I still like it more than change.

if I simply wrap myself in the comfort of a timeline I already know—I’ll just end up where I was at the beginning, and I’ll have wasted my time.

Time is strange: it moves so quickly and so quietly that sometimes it feels like it hasn’t moved at all.