A lot of folks out there want to have their own “happily ever after.” That’s why a lot of media ends with a “happily ever after,” or at least some form of it so that the audience can live vicariously through the character to get some form of satisfaction.
I had this drafted from last year but the sentiment still stands. What the hell is up with those “satisfying” videos?
Someone once said, “Live every day like it is your last day.” That has to be one of the most ridiculous things I have ever heard.
Last summer, I saw you on my way home from work.
Under the light, I can see why people find Jesus intimidating.
The cat’s purr is a comforting sound, a rumbling that resonates deep in her chest. Its comforting vibrations trickle into my skin and into my lungs, wrapping so closely around my heart that I forget I need to breathe.
It wasn’t hard to get hold of you. You were online when I sent the message. You might have taken a few more minutes to respond than necessary, but you did anyway, and I thank you for that.
The day we talked, the sun was about to set. It turned the sky pink, out at the sea.