Life is slow now, I need to break free from this view of life I see, no feelings, no thoughts, just being- oh, now I know that being alive is not enough- it was just a intermediate passing thought. Life is not just to live, for this is automatic, without effort. Love perhaps is the effort that makes living worth while? Or can it be more than just love? Is life about living or is life about feeling, any feelings?
— Post From My iPhone