Who’s Behind The Wall?
The banging started again at 3:30 a.m. It shook the wall. Earlier that morning, I’d emailed the manager about the 9:30 p.m. banging. I had thought seriously about calling the police.
The banging started again at 3:30 a.m. It shook the wall. Earlier that morning, I’d emailed the manager about the 9:30 p.m. banging. I had thought seriously about calling the police.
Three million people passed away last year. They were nine, and thirty-three, and your age. They died of cancer and in car accidents on their way home. They died of hopeless desperation and from nervous exhaustion after trying too hard, for too long, to please everyone. They died in a Turkish hotel fire on vacation
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Existence unfolds far beyond the boundary of my body or anything I can claim as mine. It is composed of surprises, good and bad. It’s a true mystery — half the record is redacted.
If you only knew. In you, I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder, the universe displayed. Don’t put your eyes down, you’re not to blame. I know there are stories you can’t explain.
To be sad, grieving, struggling, lost, or hopeless is part of natural human life. In the dark night something of your makeup comes to an end—your ego, your self, your creativeness, your meaning.