Not following her is the hardest thing I've ever done.
You may choose your song, but know this: Tiny. Cooper. Hates. Over. The. Rainbow.
We cannot be born, and we cannot die. Like all energy, we can only change shapes and sizes and manifestations.
I expertly angled my raison bran to accomodate the g-forces.
In the ensuing silence, I have time to contemplate the word cute— how dismissive it is, how it’s the equivalent of calling someone little, how it makes a person into a baby, how the word is a neon sign burning through the dark reading, “Feel Bad About Yourself.
The vast majority of us imagine ourselves as like literature people or math people. But the truth is that the massive processor known as the human brain is neither a literature organ or a math organ. It is both and more.