You’re going to die. Having ruined the end of your book for you, my recommendation is to fill the time between then and now with whatever sort of joy, love, and happiness that you can possibly muster, even if it puts you at risk of possible rejection, tears, and contempt… Be afraid of nothing. Taste everything, and make sure that when you’re in your final chapter, you’ve left absolutely nothing out of the story. The only possible way to fail at this life is to refuse to participate, I think. Don’t ever be tempted to go that route.
de.sperate
that of which there is hope.
Ryan's tumblelog. Remaindered links beyond the blog, random web discoveries ranging from the whimsical to the wild, the weird to the wise.
Ryan's tumblelog. Remaindered links beyond the blog, random web discoveries ranging from the whimsical to the wild, the weird to the wise.
December 8, 2007