Here I sit, listening to Pink Floyd on my headphones. Comfort, longing, and nostalgia have washed over me. Like a sigh of relief, Pink Floyd brings me back to my center.
Tag: art
The Night I set myself up to Die
The Night I set myself up to Die, and Didn’t.
Hindsight is 20/20. And sometimes you reach that realization not long after you’ve made the decision, and there’s nothing you can do about it. This is a success story for me because, well, I survived.