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Q: Where do you go when you're lonely?

A: Where the stars go blue.

w.t.

“Imagine if you were to throw yourself over the edge of the cliff. Your wife leaves you. Your stocks bottom out. Beatles break up. Imagine if you were to take it upon yourself to jump, on the way down which way would you rather be facing? Would you rather be looking back up at the sky, no idea when the end is going to hit? Or would you rather go face first, be aware of the moment when everything cuts to black knowing that this second…is your last?”