Currently reading: Revenge of the Lawn by Richard Brautigan 📚
You build yourself up. You think ‘look at how good I’ve been, so helpful and earnest.’ Then you wake up one morning and realize your head is a mess. This beautiful construction you’ve made isn’t as shiny as you thought, not nearly as stable. There are cracks in the walls. You have not been born anew, and you are not that good. You’re afraid, sad, dark. And the dark leaches into the ground, pulling you with it.