I changed in an instant. The world still wheels around the sun, the tides creep, the gloom of dawn becomes noon.
On my knees, deflated, I cried out and you drew near. I was ready to accept the gift.
Just as swiftly, it can be unmade. Woe unto me therefore!
Let me be willing today, as I was then, to live as you would have me live.
I can change in an instant.
(Letter #2,183)
