If I could hold onto any moment, what little thing could it be? I can’t fully remember what it was after these many years of travel. I have been traveling the nexus of memory for fourteen years now. The nexus is just an interstellar highway of memories, my memories to be more accurate. I can relive a moment in my life from my birth to the point where I entered the nexus. I have relived every happy, every sad, and every in between memory, but there is one I can’t seem to relive. No matter how I want it, no matter how hard I try to relive it. The one I need to change no matter what. I just need five minutes to change what I said, what I did. If I could do that maybe, just maybe she wouldn’t have died. I was angry I didn’t mean to say what I said. I drove her away with hateful words, so now I walk this endless highway of memories reliving the happiest, the saddest memories but, I can never find that moment. I can never say, “I’m sorry.”