n. the awareness of the smallness of your perspective, by which you couldn’t possibly draw any meaningful conclusions at all, about the world or the past or the complexities of culture, because although your life is an epic and unrepeatable anecdote, it still only has a sample size of one, and may end up being the control for a much wilder experiment happening in the next room.
Although young Ned knew he couldn’t taste the pie, lest the fruit rot again, he didn’t care. The mere smell of it made him feel, if only for an hour, exactly like he wanted to feel: safe and warm and loved. Which is why he became The Pie Maker.
do you ever hang out w/ someone and realize it’s not what you wanted to do and then you’re trapped for a few hours
deep conversations with open minded people are my most favorite things ever
so sorry for my delayed response to this email, i have been very swamped being a confused and frightened idiot who can’t do basic life tasks like respond to her emails