Every time we inhale, we inhale oxygen that Plato inhaled. Every time we look at stars we see light from the time of Socrates. The tools for greatness are right in front of us, all we need to do is breathe and look to the heavens.

I live in a dull city but every now and then I find a beautiful scene at night under the lamps. The sunsets are beautiful in the winter when they sparkle off the snow in the empty tree branches. Violin is a passion of mine but it can be hard to find music that really speaks to me. If you do have a good piece please let me know. I run for miles each week, call me crazy, but once you get past the first initial pain the runners high is worth it. I feel on top of the world. The bishop is my favorite chess piece. I love fountain pens. My favorite artist is NF along with Linkin Park and plenty of other random songs like californication. I've lived in two different countries and moved five times so loss is no stranger to me. Losing the mountains and cobblestone of Europe was hard enough, I'm a lil bit worried for when I actually lose a person. On a less dark note, root beer is absolutely amazing. Especially at 2 AM while playing pool. I think robert frost is amazing as well as markus zusak (read the bridge of clay and/or I am the messenger). Thank you and goodday.
  • JoinedFebruary 18, 2019


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