We flicker on the screen. We fold and unfold upon the mind's eye, brittle as wings, eternal as a heartbeat. And even when the heart falls silent, we do not cease to be, because in the end, we all become memories.
Madness string 87276
People wonder why older folks get mean sometimes, now that I'm 50 I get it. Pain makes you powerless, that turns to anger quickly. I HATE the fact that my body dictates what I can and can't do anymore.