All things end. You’ll find no answer to it in this screen. There’s little left of holy in the days. You’ve loved beauty. You’ve restrained your wishes hoping it would choose you if never asked. What you’ve learned is life is short. What you’ve learned is business is incurable, a corruption, a disease. Be love… Continue reading A Medicine for Anguish
Burning bridges isn’t necessarily a bad thing. Sometimes it prevents you from returning to a place you never should have been.