
"This forgetting, this slide into smallness, this irritability and shame, this disorienting grief: it's like this. Minds don't rest; they reel and wander and fixate and roll back and reconsider because it's like this, having a mind. Hearts don't idle; they swell and constrict and break and forgive and behold because it's like this, having a heart. Lives don't last; they thrill and confound and circle and overflow and disappear because it's like this, having a life."
via {mr. bingo}
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