11th September 2011
Regret is a very human impulse. At least I don’t imagine Laika has any regrets. You have a million possibilities open to you, but in the end you need to make a commitment, or you stay in a holding pattern of indecision and nothingness forever. Perhaps I am too afraid of being haunted by the ghosts of those other paths.
They prowl my flat tonight. They won’t leave me in peace.