"Lie down and look up at the ceiling and breathe with those curiously fragile lungs of yours and remind yourself: Don’t worry. Don’t worry. All is as it was meant to be. It was meant to be lonely and terrifying and unfair and heaving. Don’t worry."
Friday, January 2, 2015
Thursday, January 1, 2015
"...I'll be the first to admit, what I was writing was somewhat touchy-feely, but I didn't care. I had lost the ability to bullshit. It was the me that I had always wanted to be. I was 35 and I had just started my life."