Monologue in Arrival

I used to think
This was the beginning of your story
Memory is a strange thing
It doesn’t look like I thought it did
We are so bound by time
by its order
I remember moments in the middle
and this was the end
But now I’m not so sure I believe in beginnings and endings
There are days that define your story beyond your life
like the day they arrived
Despite knowing the journey and where it leads
I embrace it
And I welcome every moment of it