some folks shell out for safety I cash out heavy for the chaos. I get uncomfortable in the presence of normality. I itch to run towards the exit, towards the crazy, towards that delicious uncertainty. I'll toast not to today but to not knowing what tomorrow brings. when I left this apartment I never wanted back and now that I'm back I never want to leave. each experience, each good experience, is objectively good in its own way, and when you're in the bulk appreciate it for what it is. find the beautiful meaning in the beautiful things, in the ugly things, in all things. find beauty. anything less ain't living, it's just breathing.