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April 2, 2008
We love our reassuring words. We have to or there’d be uncertainty and then we’d have to entertain the notion that the world, in fact, is not perfect. It’s a quick fix; the nagging what if always remains, all the same fears hiding away and saving themselves for the next time.

Everyone does it, you just can’t help yourself. If anything, it’s for self-preservation than for the comfort of others. You don’t want to have to accept it, because then you’d have to deal with it.

Sometimes, the words won’t come because they’d be utterly ridiculous. You hope existing is enough.