Never thought it would all be so fine!
All previous sadnesses seem so trivial now.
And death seems so far ... yet tasted.
Acceptance afterwards was delayed, yet mandatory.
People and places so overrated, long lost into the vast space of the meaning: "life is too short".
Soon my love.
And soon is now.
Time was and time is and time shall be no more.
As I predicted ...
All is well, all is fine.