What then is time? If no one asks me I know what it is. If I wish to explain it to him who asks I do not know.
Never explain - your friends do not need it and your enemies will not believe you anyway.
I always felt that the great high privilege relief and comfort of friendship was that one had to explain nothing.
I can't even explain to you how terrible that feels that I equate dating a woman with punishment shame guilt disappointment reproach reprimand persecution. It's a nightmare.