Love what you do and do what you love, even if it means living in a van and screaming at God every night.

We've always been here and we'll always be here. We are a specific arrangement of particles and this instant is infinite. Did we luck out, or didn't we? The odds against this sentence having ever being typed, much less the odds against you reading it were inconceivable. Smile, because the fact that you're able to is almost impossible to comprehend.

Love what you do and do what you love, even if it means living in a van and screaming at God every night.

Is political discourse still just shouting opinions about subjective, hot-button issues based on poor understanding and outright ignorance about which agreements can never be reached?

Horses are like giant possums that you can ride and they stare at you and have terrifying boners