i look like a stranger in the bathroom light 🌻

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i look like a stranger in the bathroom light 🌻
waiting for the ship that sails you home
(chill / strange thing / listen up / the masterplan / the prophet, khalil gibran - poem that inspired she is love)
It is a strange thing, but when you are dreading something, and would give anything to slow down time, it has a disobliging habit of speeding up.
from Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire by J.K. Rowling (2000)
and what if we'll see bunch of unsend letters for will in mike's room THEN WHAT
ngl it has been quite weird (a good weird) sometimes growing up pretty much entirely separated from religion. Like I didn’t really have any contact with it outside attending a couple of weddings and school trips to visit churches and formerly catholic parents and grandparents kind of alluding to how fucking weird and strange the experience was.
“My very dear Alan — I know your sorrow and I know that for the likes of us there is no ease for the heart to be had from words or reason and that in the very assurance of sorrow’s fading there is more sorrow. So I offer you only my deeply affectionate and compassionate thoughts and wish for you only that the strange thing may never fail you, whatever it is, that gives us the strength to live on and on with our wounds. Ever Sam.”
So Samuel Beckett wrote, in November 1963, to his friend, the New York theatre director Alan Schneider, whose father had died.