Surrender to the night.
It’s a gift to be simple
It’s a gift to be free…….grrrrrrrrrrrrrr
I love that word. I love that forever does not exist, but that there is a word for it and we use it all the time. It’s beautiful and doomed.
If we all work together we can make the flat earth turn against itself.
….has to be done right, because I don’t have time to do it again.