And if I can bear the pain, I read Survivor for the nth time and eat leftover Nutella pound cake I baked the other day (which was an epic fail by the way).
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I look at myself getting older in the heart-shaped mirror.
A sign goes by the window saying, Drive to Stay Alive.
A sign goes by the window saying, Speed Checked by Radar.
A sign goes by the window saying, Lights On for Safety.
Fertility says, “Can you just relax and let things happen?”
I ask, does she mean, like disasters, like pain, like misery? Can I just let all that happen?
“And Joy,” she says, “and Serenity, and Happiness, and Contentment.” She says all the wings of the Columbia Memorial Mausoleum. “You don’t have to control everything,” she says. “You can’t control everything.”
-- Chuck Palahniuk, Survivor.
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I look at myself getting older in the heart-shaped mirror.
A sign goes by the window saying, Drive to Stay Alive.
A sign goes by the window saying, Speed Checked by Radar.
A sign goes by the window saying, Lights On for Safety.
Fertility says, “Can you just relax and let things happen?”
I ask, does she mean, like disasters, like pain, like misery? Can I just let all that happen?
“And Joy,” she says, “and Serenity, and Happiness, and Contentment.” She says all the wings of the Columbia Memorial Mausoleum. “You don’t have to control everything,” she says. “You can’t control everything.”
-- Chuck Palahniuk, Survivor.
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