Most of the time I try to look through windows and walk through doors. I'm struggling to figure out whether life is just a series of random events or if, maybe, I just have a random routine. Is there any such thing as a random routine?
All the sorrow in the world is within each and every one of us. Fortunately, all the joy is, too. If you can learn to control your memories, you can choose joy over sorrow most of the time. Most of the time.
The ghosts visit regularly, if not frequently, but the space people never show up. Heck, I've waited this long.