The little message was just too beautiful; I sat down and wept like a baby.
Life is so lovely and complicated sometimes. I’m surprised I can navigate it at all. It’s a wonder we’re not all dead or something. Everything haunts me; everything is too intense… then fades quickly and I’m left reaching out, desperately, for what I can’t see anymore — even though rationally I know everything is the same as it always was, everything is pure, sanity and safety are everywhere around me, trying to hold on to me.
Sometimes, in the early morning, there is no air on the fscking planet, but the arms of the clock seem to be trying to embrace me. 😐