There’s such an immense pressure we put upon ourselves in our culture to “do great things” with our lives. I think we almost always miss the point entirely. It’s an contrast between materialism and what really matters.
Author: Trance
Artist. Writer. Truth seeker.
If I died tomorrow
I’d be alright
Though regretful. . .
My corolla stopped counting mileage some time ago, and I suppose that’s how it should be. It’s apparently a common oddity in several models from that year. She’s stuck at 299,999 and I find it amusing, and really one tiny distraction less.
Out from the dark
You liberate me
In the quiet corner of our hearts We come to remember our voice Where it is heard Without a sound Find comfort in me For…