I remember the exact room sometimes

Dear Delyara, There is one regret that still returns in images. Not just the decision itself. The room. The light. The feeling in my body before I said yes to the wrong thing or no to the right thing or stayed silent when I should have spoken. It’s strange what memory preserves when it still wants to keep teaching pain. I think some regrets don’t live as ideas. They live as atmosphere. That may be why they return so physically.