Life’s not fair.
Eventually it all comes out in the wash.
Ugh. The cliches generate that icky taste in the back the throat, perhaps as much for their overuse as for the kernel of truth that rankles. It’s truth that one hates to acknowledge as truth.
Yet here I am. Everything has changed, Life isn’t fair and Eventually it will all come out in the wash.
I’m not convinced Time heals all wounds. I think it will take something stronger than time. But perhaps Only time will tell.