dusk

I can already tell.

And I’ll be real sad when ma goes, but I realize she’s tougher than she lets on..

People talk about their Dead loved ones talking to them..

Like an Echo of love.

The amount that you yourself felt in the past,it can come back and ping you.

But,it’s stupid to think of the future that way, you’re ruining what the glory of possibility brought to you.

It doesn’t take a betting man, to wager on your future suffering..

Or perhaps immune..

I dunno.

I wish people could trust each other more and treat each other well…

But that’s a big ask.

(still better than ruminating on death)

Yea..

Yeah it is.

Hmmm 🤔

Imma shut the fuck up.

(aight)

One last thing?

(oh god 🙄)

Art affects me.

When the work is good and it resonates .

I carry a sincere appreciation for it.

At least that much is genuine, at least you can say it without being full of shit.

I really appreciate and admire when the work is good