I just commented on a story, and it got a lot deeper than I thought it would..
"And just as life goes, some things are never figured out. Some things are forgotten, and the memory of them left behind. In three days, you probably won't remember this story. In a few weeks, you might have a passing thought about it, gone before you can truly think on it. In a month, this story will be nothing to you, nothing but a charcoal line on an already black wall. In this moment, you are thinking that you won't move on, but you have to. Otherwise, life will move on without you, and you will be the one that is forgotten."
I felt really insightful right then.