Without Pain, How Could We Know Joy?
It's embarrassing that we all just walk through life blindly accepting that scrambled eggs are fundamentally associated with mornings.
How strange and how lovely it is to be anything at all.
This is so much fun, but I’m so sleepy. To be continued?
Every second of your definitionally temporary consciousness, you are choosing how you spend something that will not last forever.
Most loves don't last. But some do.