Jem

The Old Things Go

Couple sitting on a park bench at Lake Havasu AZ
Enjoying the lake, iphone 12 Pro iColorama app

I cried over beautiful things knowing no beautiful thing lasts.

… and the old things go,

not one lasts.

—Carl Sandburg

Waiting for the doctor, self portrait
iphone 12 Pro

God killed me, and only after He had made me into someone entirely different from the person I had been, did he call me back to life.

— Osamu Dazai, The Setting Sun

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