A few complications did actually arise from that fun time. I wish I could be one of those people who have fun times and then move on happily and effortlessly. Without attaching any deep emotional trauma or seeing any potential for other fun times. But I’m not usually a fun having person, so this situation must be analyzed further. Dissected and manipulated into a heartache. It’s a reliable space. Who would I be without a concave chest full feelings. The first symptom arose, when the sunset seem to have multiplied. I started slipping deeper into the forest air, losing the density of my body.