There is no romance
when you're sitting inside a motionless car.
Do something.
when you're sitting inside a motionless car.
Do something.
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A Moment of Beauty
On new year's eve last year sometime after dinner I had a very interesting little conversation with my mother. Wait a minute, I don't think that it is wise to call it a conversation, let's just call it an exchange of statements. It was overdosed. It was mock-epic. It was hyperbolic. It was exchanged in good spirit with holiday smiles, but reflecting back on it now there is a poignant truth behind the words, behind every single word.
Me : Mother, my heart is broken.
Mother : Son, mine broke a long time ago.
Sincerely,
Ben
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