I've come to terms with it, it knows I know.
There is no other way to find ourselves but in each others faces.
Once I thought ideas were exceptions not the rule. That is not so. Ideas are so plentiful that they ride on air. You have only to reach out and snatch one.
Even when you feel you've reached the end or edge of life, hold on. Life itself will ultimately take care of you.
Strangers are just friends waiting to happen
We come into the world alone. We go away the same. We're meant to spend the interlude between in closeness or so we tell ourselves. But it's a long way from the morning to the evening.