A linear time is a construction. An idea we inherited.
I am not saying time is not linear.
I am saying time is also not not linear.
That when we think I should have done this,
that is a construction.
That the time we imagine we lost
was never shaped like that to begin with.
A walk at the cemetery.
A moment of meditation.
The dead don’t wait for us to arrive in order.
Neither does the self.