It was enough just to sit there without words.
Some people meet the way the sky meets the earth, inevitably, and there is no stopping or holding back their love. It exists in a finished world, beyond the reach of common sense.” —
I know this is mushy and corny, but c’mon, it’s Valentines. Stop being so angry. Go get yourself a giant heart made out of chocolate and eat it.
The Sense of an Ending by Julian Barnes
At this stage/age in life, I can’t help but think about this over and over again. As terrifying as it is to think that what I am now is essentially what I’m going to be forever, I’m starting to feel more comfortable with that notion as time passes. Maybe it’s resignation of realizing the futility in trying to fight time and nature that comes with being in your mid/late 20’s. Or maybe I’m finding out that I’m awesome. Early 20’s version of me is desperately hoping for the latter.