endless list of favorite characters: olivia dunham (fringe)
↳ I met a woman today. She’d just lost her husband, and as she was talking about him and her marriage, as much as she wanted to be, she wasn’t in love. As I was listening to her… I realized what she was saying. She had let go of the possibility of love… of finding love. And I could see myself in her. I didn’t like who I was. Now, all of these memories and feelings that I’m experiencing, they’re from a better version of me. I’ve decided to let things run their course.