Fold your worries into paper planes, and turn them into flying fucks

I woke up in a field of blood-bright flowers wearing rabbit ears and a hangover from God. Easter had teeth this year. No sermons, no saviors—just the ghosts of good intentions and the soft thud of my sanity somewhere behind me in the dirt.

There are four things in this life that will change you. Love, music, art, and loss. The first three will keep you wild and full of passion. May you allow the last to make you brave.
~Erin Van Vuren

We are buried beneath the weight of information, which is being confused with knowledge; quantity is being confused with abundance and wealth with happiness.
-Tom Waits