Hello. My name is Gian. I write things at: Excerpts from Nothing.
I'm 22 years old and trying to figure out what it is I care about. Come for the calaveras, stay for the mermaids.
She says nothing at all, but simply stares upward into the dark sky and watches, with sad eyes, the slow dance of the infinite stars.
We are more often frightened than hurt; and we suffer more from imagination than from reality.
Pain is important: how we evade it, how we succumb to it, how we deal with it, how we transcend it.