When all bad things exist on earth, it’s hard to imagine a future worth sticking around for. A life without ache. You encounter those who will question your humanity because they cannot understand your pain. You navigate loneliness, trauma, and fear within the limiting confines of your skull, among all the dust and debris, traveling aimlessly forward. It all feels so fragile and finite.
And then you remember the taste of cherries, the comforting glow of a full moon, the…
