I thought I was having an existential crisis, but it was nothing. Please don't tailgate: body in trunk.
...because really, sometimes the irony gods just get drunk.
Oh, I've a love, a true, true love, who waits upon yon shore... and if my love won't be my love, then I will live no more.
Memphis found his smile. 'You know me, sir. I don't wear worry.
But what was the point of living so quietly you made no noise at all?
Ain't that a sight? With all the things we know and learn, we still ain't touched the big mysteries -- where we come from, where we go next, why we even her. And when something truly miraculous happens, we run and hide in our caves. We deny.