My son was born somewhat late in my life and I just found myself really feeling like I didn't want to miss out on being a parent and being with him, and not wanting a situation where I was constantly pulled back and forth between being present, and having all these other pressures and considerations
Making the best of things is... a damn poor way of dealing with them. My whole life has been a series of escapes from that quicksand.
But if you could make that mistake and press the send button and the entire world sees it forever.

