If I had my way, everything would be open 24 hours so that I would never have to be alone with my thoughts. Flights would be free if you could just prove you needed to get away. Each small town would have to keep a few jobs free for drifters who washed up there. Taxi drivers would always give good life advice. Barmen, too. Strangers wouldn’t stare and cats would never run away from you on the street. Religious people would actually live generously and rich people would all have good taste. Madness wouldn’t exist and people would always explain when they leave. My bed would never be cold, summer would never end and telling the truth about how you feel would be the easiest thing in the world.
#35 - March 26th (via blood-and-magic)