Once time is lit, it will burn whether or not you're breathing it in. Even after smoke becomes air, there is the memory of smoke. I am seeing as if by the light of a match, a glimpse of my life and having it feel right.
We pencil-sketch our previous life so we can contrast it to the technicolor of the moment.
If we actually thought about every decision we made, we'd be paralyzed.. You have to decide which decisions you're actually going to make, and then you have to let the rest of them go.
I had made it somewhere special, and I'd gotten there all on my own. Nobody had given it to me. Nobody had told me to do it. I'd climbed and climbed and climbed, and this was my reward. To watch over the world, and to be alone with myself. That, I found, was what I needed.