Sometimes, the smallest decisions can make a lasting impact on our lives. So often, when we’re in the middle of something painful, it feels like a meteor - huge and burning at thousands of degrees, scorching everything around it. It’s hard to see anything except the damage it’s causing. But eventually, it burns through its fuel. It gets smaller and smaller, and from a distance, it doesn’t seem quite as enormous as it once did. Sure, it still hits the earth. It still leaves a crater. But eventually, life grows around that crater. The landscape changes. The world continues on. I’ve had plenty of meteors in my life, some bigger than others. That’s just life. But the thing about craters is that they don’t completely disappear. You can fill them in. Grass can grow over them. Years can pass. But there’s still a mark where something happened. And I don’t think that’s necessarily a bad thing. If we weren’t meant to have memories, I suppose our brains would have worked differently from the star...