“When you lose people and you’re forced to internalize how little control you actually have … I think in the face of that, it’s easy for everything else to feel senseless, too. Like, what’s the point of pretty clothes or a perfect night sky or any of those inconsequential things that bring us joy? Why should any of it matter when it’s all so easily wiped away?” I brave finding his eyes again. “I believe it’s either that, or … or you decide that everything matters. All of it, all that little shit. Everything in the present and how it makes you feel in those tiny moments, because you can’t possibly know when it’ll all go away.”
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Tarah DeWitt,
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