In her mind things were simpler a while back.
As she types out her latest missive, she knows that was never the case. We have mythologized the past into something it has never been. A time of no road rage, no lines and low crime. She twitches her nose at the latest angry work email to arrive.
Yup, no such thing.
What is to come of her new adventure, she doesn’t know. But she does know it won’t be a past that never happened.
Her eyes must face ahead.
She yells “Yes, I will pour your milk, silly cat”