Time Does Not Heal

Time does not heal all wounds. It merely covers up the tracks of the past. If you're lucky, you'll walk on and forget the path. Otherwise, once a strong wind blows over, they will be revealed: the silly back and forth pacing of forgetting and remembering. The angry steps. The lonely pair of footsteps. There have been no progress. You are at the same spot, where the now is bound with the past, indistinguishable.