When God made me, he gave me all the feelings poets have: the melancholy, the weeping at beautiful things, the sliver of real estate between hope and despair to dance upon, and the ability to find metaphors in mundane things.
My favorite line: But trust me, these views are like a cast-iron skillet. They’ll keep getting better with time.
My favorite line: But trust me, these views are like a cast-iron skillet. They’ll keep getting better with time.