Maybe life on earth could be heaven, doesn't just the thought of it make it worth a try?
There's a certain line between jokes and music and poetry that's a bit blurred in my mind.
I thought I wanted to be a physicist in high school until I learned that there was much more math than philosophy in it. I assumed I would just sit around all day and think.
I met a bipolar bear. He laughed, cried, then wanted a threesome.
Do you guys like impressions? "Why?" That was Socrates.
My work is trying to at least define myself on my own terms, and then if other people enjoy things that's a lovely addition.