Xionra

Noticed a young man staring back at me today. An old friend from the past. I smiled back at him. There was nothing to say. A lot has happened since we last saw each other, but there was no need to catch up. We lost contact and it was for good reasons. I grew up and he never did. Still trying to accomplish all of the things I promised him I was going to do, for me, for him. “It was good to see you again, bro.” he said. I nodded. Before I left he said one last thing “Clean your fucking bathroom mirror, it’s got toothpaste and shit all over it. By the way, don’t shave your face again, you look like a fucking idiot.”

Note to self: Do not drink wine and decide to give yourself a trim. 

They’re all dead. All the stars you’ve ever seen or will see have already been dead for years. The lights, the lights are still there though. Not the source all the time, but there’s still the ideas of stars. And even when they go supernova, or turn into little dwarf stars, or blow up into red giants they’re never going to be really gone. Everything comes from stars and everything will leave that way.

Love seeing people cut a donut in half only to come back minutes later to eat the other piece. 

Much of humanity’s efforts right now are at a buzz, our potential is so spread out and diluted over trivial aspects of life and causing so much wasted time and effort