Life is just one long day separated into sections by sleep. Life never stops happening until you are dead. So whatever happens-love, grief,

Life is just one long day separated into sections by sleep. Life never stops happening until you are dead. So whatever happens-love, grief, hate, shame- never disappears. It just gets easier to live with. It just scabs over, waiting for something else significant to happen.

–
Sunshine O’Donnell,

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