“Does anyone know the truth about anyone’s story? Life is just a busted-up vessel, its pieces floating to shore. Years later, folks try to patch them together, but the life’s story is never what it really was. The only one who can retell it truthfully is the one who lived it.”
“When you die, the truth dies with you. All that’s left is speculation.”
KNOW ME AFTER I AM GONE. Chase after me in the wind—the memory of me. Catch my spirit between your fingers and I will caress your skin as I pass through. Be wistful about what could have been.
Live life to the fullest! Explore your world! 