Most focus on what is, not on what could be.

She gazes into my eyes as if she can read my constellations.

You take care of everyone else. Let me take care of you.

I chugged through life, blinded by routine, clutching an anchor that drowned me from feeling, from being, from living.

This is what matters. Human connection. The hope at the heart of a storm. We all know the cliché, but we don’t understand till it’s our name on the obituary.

Everything with her is a song. Everything with me is a shout.

Seize the day before the day seizes you. Wise words from the mouth of a fool.

War is always the answer to chaos, and we always balance on the edge of the breach.

People don’t want to understand. We want to be understood. Cared for like infants. Possessed by comfort. Swaddled in lies and soothed with distraction. Give us chances we don’t deserve, and forgive our violence beyond redemption.