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by Joe Hill

What a blessed if painful thing, this business of being alive.

You had to know when it made sense to try to untangle something and when to just cut the motherfucker loose.

Everyone you lost was still there with you, and so maybe no one was ever lost at all.

Everyone lives in two worlds, right? There’s the physical world . . . but there’s also our own private inner worlds, the world of our thoughts. A world made of ideas instead of stuff. It’s just as real as our world, but it’s inside. It’s an inscape. Everyone has an inscape, and they all connect, too, in the same way New Hampshire connects to Vermont. And maybe some people can ride into that thought world if they have the right vehicle.