Two separate, distinct personalities, not separate at all, but inextricably bound, soul and body and mind, to each other, how did we get so far apart so fast?

I think living the blessed life is the luck of the draw.

For me being depressed means you can spend all day in bed, and still not get a good night's rest.

Depending on the reality one must face, one may prefer to opt for illusion.

Two separate, distinct personalities, not separate at all, but inextricably bound, soul and body and mind, to each other, how did we get so far apart so fast?

Some people with awful cards can be successful because of how they deal with the tragedies they're handed, and that seems courageous to me.

Sometimes you are being interviewed by someone and you think, if I knew this person they'd be my best friend. Other times you're being interviewed by a complete jerk.