I very much wished not to be noticed, and to be left alone, and I sort of succeeded.
I believe in kindness. Also in mischief. Also in singing, especially when singing is not necessarily prescribed.
And it can keep you as busy as anything else, and happier.
Don't we all die someday and someday comes all too soon? What will you do with your own wild, glorious chance at this thing we call life.
Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable.
The god of dirt came up to me many times and said so many wise and delectable things, I lay on the grass listening to his dog voice, frog voice; now, he said, and now, and never once mentioned forever from, One or Two Things