I wouldn't even be surprised, like ... If I woke up in an entirely different

country tomorrow. I bet there are times when the universe just forget where you're supposed 

to be, you know?  maybe every once and again? ever since I was a little kid

I thought everyone was disappearing and reappearing every

nanosecond, like faster than I could blink. I mean what if you just wound up plunked in the wrong

place? I bet the universe did that a whole bunch, like before it got the hang of things.

HOLY FUCK !!! I think that's what happen to the dinosaurs !!!

Sure, you'll be safe from the inherit harm of existence, safe from love, safe from bruises. But I don't want that. I have never wanted that. I seek, I strive to live, and to not simply be alive. I want to lead my life in a way that leaves my entire existence throbbing with ungarnished vitality, with my veins pulsing with the stories of last night. I want to live life, not carefully but passionately. I will age with scars, and callouses, and cuts, and regrets, and warmth, and hollow spots, and darkened eyes, and misses chances, and dead friends, and promises I kept, and worn photos, and bad credit, and sad, sad stories.

I will be happier than you. Not because I had more, or did more, or saw more, or loved more, or lived more, but because I will have existed apart from that eternal doubt that would otherwise beat at my brain.

 R

I really wanted to come back
with some witty retort,
but my clever's asleep.