Not quite an endnote

I haven't posted here in a while, but I haven't stopped writing footnotes, either. I moved over to Twitter. It's easier to post via mobile device, and it's easier to interact with people.

Feel free to follow me @perceptionite.

This blog will stay up as is, but I won't be posting here regularly anymore.

Thanks for reading!

587

This is the silence and we are the end.

This is the sadness and

we

are

586

Things I want to ask you, like late at night when you're listening to music, do you ever find something so good you delay going to bed?

585

Her mind was in parentheses.

584

The answer was simple, even though what she had to do was complicated.

583

I have a theory, but you aren't going to like it.

582

Did you know as you were falling
how far down you were going?
Was it a controlled descent,
or did you make a mistake?

581

She's on a different frequency. I thought you knew.

580

When I'm so sure of destiny, I question sanity.

579

If I seem distracted, I promise it's not you.

578

So angry she's calm.

577

I was a drop in your ocean but you were my sun.

576

You never had to explain to me—I just understood.

575

Always the scientist.

574

Tell me your history and I'll show you where you went wrong.

573

Sometimes you're the windshield and sometimes you're in love.

572

Days when she built her own trap door.

571

She didn't have to pay attention to the song — she lived it.

570

She wanted to light the sky on fire, but the sea would do.

569

I wanna breathe your city.