Just learned an acquaintance was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer. It's aggressive, and she doesn't have long to live. We weren't close, and I hadn't seen her in person for years, but we're FB friends, and I feel warmly toward her.
We're mayflies, with delusions that we're gods. But our time is short, and we can wink out of existence at anytime.
We're mayflies, with delusions that we're gods. But our time is short, and we can wink out of existence at anytime.