“Little minds are tamed and subdued by misfortune; but great minds rise above them.”
the ordering of objects couldn’t hide what’s missing.
... love is not these belongings that surround you,
though there’s meaning in the memories they hold.
You don’t know me, you don’t wear my chains.
… I think I need a sunrise. I’m tired of the sunset.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map