Insanity is the storm which assaults the cabin that is my consciousness. I leave my window open, but I'm aware that that the wind will never be strong enough to tear down the walls
Monday, August 11, 2008
In hindsight...
When you're young, you're as light as air; when you're old, you feel heavy. It's as if the burden of years piles up on your back
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