Well, there’s no one more beautiful than you.
It’s like one day I woke up and all of the sudden I had all these things I had to do. All these important things that needed to be done, that couldn’t wait. Never ending pages and pages of things and people and stuff that require my complete and undivided attention. And as I frantically tried to awaken myself from that terrible nightmare my heart sank only further, as I realized that this was an inescapable, obscene reality and I was stuck. I was stuck like bucket down the well that has just had its rope cut. I was stuck like fish in a bowl. And it felt something like Monday and a little like heart break.