can't sleep

[magneticwoman]

I just don't want it to ever end. I think of life as being this long moment made up of these individual segments. I walk down the street. I see a rose blossom in the sun. I smell the scent. I love this rose, this scent, the sun, the street. I ride in a taxi at night. The heat of the day is suddenly blanketed in a dense fog from the sea. I

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[amadea]

this is why it is important to make grilled cheeses for people. because sometimes textures speak louder than words. and the body learns things that memory can't otherwise hold.

[_lambchop_]

I love this, this is man's essential dilemma. Being a creature who craves existence, and is cursed with the awareness of mortality. How can we handle such a condition? With so much sensitivity for small things, you have the potential to be a very happy person. You don't need to find strength to let go of life. It will happen whether you live in joy as you describe here, or whether you let fear and anxiety cast their shadow on every thought.

I love what you have written here, the part of it where you just love life. I have struggled my entire life to finally feel good about small things.

Really loving life is like loving a person, you have to accept its imperfections. Even embrace them. Things like pain and our eventual non-being. You can do it.

This really made me happy.

[neverdreamofme]

I love this. (& It reminds me of Sartre.)

[rockpud1]

One second at a time is the only way to take it, as far as I'm concerned.