We always say how time is a bitch. But distance is too. Distance’s just sneakier.
At least with the constant progression of time, the loss and inconvenience of it is somehow always expected at the back of our heads. We know when time decides to be bitchy. We know at that particular moment that maybe if the timing was just a little different, things could be better.
Distance knows how to hide. Nearness knows the art of disguise. So near yet so far, we say. The best part of distance is that we could be completely unaware of its occurrence. How many times could you have been on the same train with that one person youre aching to see and didnt know of it. We dont know.