I lost a lifelong friend about 5 years back. I have a picture of her and us back in Boston and another of her and us here in San Diego on my fridge. Every time I look at them I kiss my finger, touch her face in each picture, and tell her I love her.
Makes me tear up almost every time but also makes me feel good. We'll party like bloody ****ing hell again someday.
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“The fact that we live at the bottom of a deep gravity well,
on the surface of a gas covered planet going around a nuclear fireball 90 million miles away
and think this to be normal is obviously some indication of how skewed our perspective tends to be.”
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