Love is like that. I could crush her beneath the weight of confession.

Scientists say every action initiates an equal and opposite reaction. I say that's just the start. I say every action initiates a most unequal and upredictable chain reaction, that every filament of living becomes part of a larger weave, while remaining identifiable. That every line of latitude requires several stripes of longitude to obtain meaning. That every universe is part of a bigger heaven, a heaven of rhythm and geometry, where a heartbeat is the apex of a triangle.

Can a dream be wrong? Aren't dreams God's way of telling you things?

Eventually, it becomes a matter of scale. When the good outweighs the bad, you stay. When the bad is the only thing you notice anymore, you think about your future, or what's left of it, consider options.

you fly until you crash two days two nights no sleep, no food, come down off the monster YOU CRASH REAL HARD

...life is all about chances. You might be safer not taking any. But playing it totally safe means you're only existing. Not living. I want to live.

And the thought of that makes me want to open a vein, experience pain, know I'm alive, despite this living death.