@unfortunatalie If it helps, memory is bastard editor. It eventually shaves recollection down to either sunniest days or those that pissed down. Do I remember the pain and disorientation of my loved ones on the deathbed, or do I remember the moments they were engines of smiles. It’s the smiles.
If it helps, memory is bastard editor. It eventually shaves recollection down to either sunniest days or those that pissed down. Do I remember the pain and disorientation of my loved ones on the deathbed, or do I remember the moments they were engines of smiles. It's the smiles.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) November 9, 2018