I live my life not in fear of tomorrow, but in fear of yesterday. It's worse, really. You can determine what you do tomorrow and you can choose what's to come next. But in fear of the past, there's nothing you can do about it. There's no changing it, and there's no going back. There's no pretending. Have you ever really forgiven and forgotten? Have you ever really had no regrets at all of the day you lived yesterday? Everything that has happened has really happened. And it scares me that it's over. I fear all my yesterdays.
