Dear ghost,
For a while, can I be selfish? For a while, can I just skip every sensible step in the world. Can I just take it easy? Can I just shrug? Can I laugh it off? Can I? Will the world be okay with it? Will the time be kind enough? Will the future forgive me for it? Can I just whine about it? Can I just be weak? Would it be such a crime to do so?
Yours even as I fear to be.