Don't dream, when you can't make it real. They're only fictions anyway - Moddi, A Sense of Grey

Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance, in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance, when you're perfectly free - Rumi

Mar 9, 2013

We Had No Geometry

When you think of our future together, what do you see?
Parallel lines.
Oh.
What do you see?
A pair of sine and cosine waves.
See. Parallel lines.

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