I'm not a general or a colonel or a builder of cities. I'm just a corpse who wants not to be.
Why is it beautiful that humanity keeps coming back? So does herpes.
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.
...thinking all this maximalism would somehow generate happiness?
It's hard to take your life so seriously when you can see it all at once.
I want a new past,new memories, a new first handshake with love. I want to start over in every possible way.