Tuesday, September 10, 2019
Too tired.
Both mentally and physically. Should I go on? Everyone is saying I just only need to step on it. Just step on it. Step on it. Step on it. Step on it. Step on it.Step on it. Step on it.Step on it. Step on it.Step on it. Step on it.Step on it. Step on it.Step on it. Step on it.Step on it. Step on it.Step on it. Step on it.Step on it. Step on it.Step on it. Step on it.Step on it. Step on it.Step on it. Step on it.Step on it. Step on it.Step on it. Step on it.Step on it. Step on it.Step on it. Step on it.Step on it. Step on it.Step on it. Step on it.Step on it. Step on it.Step on it. Step on it.Step on it. Step on it.Step on it. Step on it.Step on it. Step on it. Today.
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The race of man shall perish, but the eyes
Of trilobytes eternal in stone, And seem to stare about in mild surprise At changes greater than they have yet known. - T.A. Conrad |
To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour. - William Blake, excerp from Auguries of Innocence. |