[text ID: Think about what you say and ask yourself if you want to be the kind of person who says those kinds of things. Change your language and you change your thoughts. Change your thoughts and you change yourself. Imagine your possible selves and decide which ones you want to inhabit. /end ID]
[text ID: But you are my nomad and I love you sideways daily. Sideways because I have to beam my love in all directions, hoping it bounces off something and eventually find you. /end ID]
[text ID: Because that’s how you cheat death. Well, maybe you could. If you messed it up real bad maybe death would get confused. /end ID]
love from a distance, richard siken
[text ID: (The body always betrays itself - it blushes, it trembles…) /end ID]