Aching

Microtissue sums up what happened to me last night. My subconscious, apparently, is exercising self-control against my will by hijacking my dreams…the only place where it’s pretty much a guarantee that I get to do whatever the hell I want. I’m not sure how I feel about this, except old. A broken wild horse.

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He who learns must suffer, and, even in our sleep, pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart, and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God. -Aeschylus He who learns must suffer, and, even in our sleep, pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart, and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God.
-Aeschylus

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