No praise, no blame. Just so.

We eat and sleep and shuffle through the fog, walking a marathon with no finish line, no medals, no cheering.

I wince at her use of the word "human." I've never liked that differentiation. She is living and I'm dead, but we're both human. Call me an idealist.

We have to remember everything. If we don't, by the time we grow up it'll be gone forever.

Why is it beautiful that humanity keeps coming back? So does herpes.

You should always be taking pictures, if not with a camera then with your mind. Memories you capture on purpose are always more vivid than the ones you pick up by accident.

It's more eerie to be alone in a city that's lit up and functioning than one that's a tomb. If everything were silent, one could almost pretend to be in nature. A forest. A meadow. Crickets and birdsong. But the corpse of civilization is as restless as the creatures that now roam the graveyards.