“Men go abroad to wonder the heights of mountains, at the huge waves of the sea, at the long courses of the rivers, at the vast compass of the ocean, at the circular motions of the stars; and they pass by themselves without wondering.”—Saint Augustine
I do what I can to get away from this. Everything that happened has been such a mess. In hoping I can see you more, I see you less. Everything that I’ve been doing is meaningless. Everybody thinks we’re really growing up, it’s in our heads.