Shall we play?

Imagine your life has gone terribly wrong. No dramatic events have turned it upside down. But things have simply turned awry. Like you've been walking a mine field, and every step that you've taken seems to have been the wrong move, so you ended up setting off an explosion every time. Thousands of explosions, day after day. So, you're there, in the middle of that field, all shabby and torn, wondering how to move on. Would you dare take the next step? And what if this time you don't get out of it alive?

Never

No, nothing new. Just Florence. And everything else.

You know?

Sometimes you just have to keep moving forward. In complete darkness or in blinding light. Cause you can never know what lays ahead. You just gotta trust the road a bit more.

Off with her head!

"I've thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it." So, I'm done with thinking.

...

" I spent my life learning to feel less.
  Every day I felt less.
  Is that growing old? Or is it something worse?
  You can not protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness."