Life is complicated. I bought a ticket to Paris and appeared in Timbuctu. But when that happens, you'd better learn to like Timbuctu as soon as possible. And that is what I am doing... sorta... kind of... How I learnt to hope and love life again is all here. And it might be completely useless for you. ;)
We are born alone, we die alone. Company is only a mirage, an optical illusion in the desert of loneliness, the promise of a source of water that will quench our thirst for companionship.
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