The more I write.

There is no other way around what I’ve found or how I’ve found it. When there is nothing left to do, this is it. Leave messages for me to read later and faun over my ignorance.

There is no “secret” or wisdom I can impart on another that they haven’t already seen for themselves. We know the things which will set us free but somehow don’t believe they will. The small things are where one finds it all.

Be happy,

While you still can.

Run, while you still can.

Dance, kiss, love. Fight, bleed, hate. It’s all on the table for us. For me.

My body will be used accordingly.