I think about death all the time. Some people say it's pessimistic of me to think that. In fact, I think it's the opposite. I think people who think about dying are the most optimistic people on earth. I think, it's only when you think of death and what comes next will you then know … Continue reading To Know Death is to Know Life

I sat across her and smiled. Tired eyes hiding a thousand stories. Stormy seas passively contained within. We carry these heavy things. But somewhere along the way we learn to keep them from flooding. Gradually, we peeled our masks and smoothed the creases of our worries, much like laying out rolled up clothes from our luggage. We laid them … Continue reading Burdened with The Ability to Battle