- For the quiet solitude of lazy Saturdays
- For Vicks Vapo-Rub
- For hot showers
- For sleep, which heals all that ails me
- For TV, which entertains me on days like this
Feeling is the language, the forgotten language. If you understand feeling, you understand the whole.
Is salvation really just an evacuation plan from existence? I shutter to think so. Really do.
Each day I remind myself that I am but a dirt creature, animated by a blown breath of divine wind. I belong to everything.