What’s your favorite thing about her?”
“She still gets giddy when she sees a firefly.
— in humans of new york
I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. It didn’t make for an interesting person. I didn’t want to be interesting, it was too hard. What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone.
— Charles Bukowski