So, last night I was flipping through the pages of Memoirs of a Geisha looking for a certain paragraph.
This paragraph was so insightful I felt I just needed to share it.
"Grief is a most peculiar thing; we're so helpless in the face of it. It's like a window that will simply open of its own accord. The room grows cold, and we can do nothing but shiver. But it opens a little less each time, and a little less; and one day we wonder what has become of it."
If anyone knows of any songs, poetry or just comments that have been so insightful please share.
It's nice to get thinking once in a while.
Do it.