Tag: wood

It’s not about anything.
Do others have to lose so we can win?
My mind has been working absolutely clearly.
We don’t really know anything at all about each other for certain.
You’ve got habits which you have had for a dozen years.
You like life to jog along at a peaceful walk.
Her silence had puzzled him.
Still, it’s quite a jolly place.
I really don’t want to buy anything.
Things falling apart over time.
Come on, I said, you’re not serious.
I’d got used to being mostly alone.
But inside every kind of sound lurked a sadness.
This is a little komisch.
Something to hold on to.
He had a full life, a full world.
Suddenly his life meant something.
He now had a better sense of how this might work.
He wasn’t sure how this would work.
Maybe he just has nothing to say.
Learn to love the numbness.
That’s also what everyone else says.
You make your own luck. That’s what I say.
I don’t believe in luck.
Aren’t we all friends here?
She begins to laugh.
So yes, the adult brain can change.
I’m afraid there’s no easy answer here.
Bet you’re hungry.
I know you’re here.
Be quiet, the whisper said.
Are we escaping?