... I was alive before, I am alive now and I was alive all in between. But still I sometimes have to eat microwave burritos from 7-11 at three in the morning.
Well, there’s a door somewhere, and on one side of that door is in here and on the other side is out there. We wish to go from one to the other...this door we must find.
The world spun on, indifferent to the petty sufferings of man.
The car was empty, waiting. The train had come.
wherever you go, there you are