Tonight was the first night in a long time when I hugged my mom and actually meant it. I have this thing that if I don’t say I love her and that she’s the best mom ever before she leaves or before I go to bed or whatever, I feel guilty about not saying it, but I also have been feeling guilty for not meaning it.
Tonight was the first time in months where I actually meant it.
People are always desperate to give what they wish others would give them.
The worst suffering anyone can experience is suffering alone.
Hoard as many good memories and experiences as you can. Be wealthy in laughter and smiles. It’s currency for when shit happens.