“ Thoughts. Thoughts bombard my head, my brain. My psyche ”
I’ve always loved the night, when everyone else is asleep and the world is all mine. It’s quiet and dark—the perfect time for creativity.
~ Jonathan Harnisch
You’ve got to reach bedrock to become depressed enough before you are forced to accept the reality and enormity of the problem.
You know what is beautiful? A real conversation with a real person.
No, Ben. What I’m asking is: Are you the vehicle, and Georgie rides around in you? That is why Ben’s the driver, right?
