Poem inspired by The Midnight Library by Matt Haig
An unfinished jigsaw of a human; a waste of a carbon footprint. Regrets are just bullshit-- be the truest version of you. Minds can't see what they can't handle. There was no way of living that can immunize you against sadness. The ground is never stable. This was all meaningless; actually a trick of the mind. Love and laughter and fear and pain are communicating the breathtaking majesty of life.