We all yearn for what we have lost. But sometimes, we forget what we have.
It is no coincidence that the words 'trying' and 'dying' are only a few letters apart.
Instead, he would make death his final project, the center point of his days. Since everyone was going to die, he could be of great value, right? He could be research. A human textbook. Study me in my slow and patient demise. Watch what happens to me. Learn with me.
Forgive yourself. Forgive others. Don't wait.
Strangers are just family you have yet to come to know.
Love- the infatuation kind- 'he's so handsome, she's so beautiful'- that can shrivel. As soon as something goes wrong, that kind of love can fly out the window.