gilesmonty
What it does. It becomes.
I wish to my soul and I don't know if I have a soul that I will one day look back at my loft of books and say that It was all worth while. All the money and time and mental fatigue that goes into the stretching of the conscious and love of the human condition.
I wish to my soul and I don't know if I have a soul that I will one day look back at my loft of books and say that It was all worth while. All the money and time and mental fatigue that goes into the stretching of the conscious and love of the human condition.
I sat up and my head seemed to swell as if it were about to ooze or worse explode. I knew that there was little time or action that I could obtain or do in this state of mind. All I could do is accept it and live.