Find what you love and let it kill you. in And here we go.

So this is where you go from peace and tranquility. Yin Yang makes sense. There’s always chaos lurking in peace, there’s always peace lurking in chaos.

In my case, going down a rabbit hole that led me to today.

A series of books, movies, with interconnected characters, real life, real drama. A book I never knew existed seemed to be the final chapter or the last stop per se.

I got it, I read it one chapter a week to savor it, over the course of the entire covid lockdowns.

I can’t believe finishing a book has devastated me so much.

I feel like I need to go just sit on top of a mountain and stare into the nothingness until my brain resets.

Find what you love and let it kill you. Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness. Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.

What’s the ultimate price of adventure?

Here I am devastated, about people who’ve been dead for 40 years, in a country 13,400 km away.

Alternatively, makes me wonder if being immortal would be worth it, meeting so many people in so many different eras. Would’ve been beautiful, perhaps.

Imma go lay down and day dream about happy things.