On a good day it can feel like a fair world, though it’s rarely fair in the sense of just. Beautiful, it can be. Sublime.
Ridiculous. Invigorating. Surprising. Interesting. Shocking. Banal. Frustrating. And always complicated.
The days that are beautiful are ones to cherish. I don’t know many who honestly find each day beautiful. There are those that attempt to –
But sometimes that beauty is dimmed by the attempt.
I imagine the world is never so beautiful as when you are leaving it.