What is the thought in your head that makes your eyes wide open and bloodshot? The thought that constantly echoes in your head, but you cannot shake off.
What is the thought in your head that makes your eyes wide open and bloodshot? The thought that constantly echoes in your head, but you cannot shake off.
This fits well with my philosophy: I tolerate continued existence out of a morbid sense of curiosity.
That’s beautiful, in it’s own way.
I felt that way at one point. It led me, eventually, to moments that I later decided mattered very much, to me.
If I hadn’t had that morbid curiosity, I’m not sure I would have made it to those moments I now cherish.
Here’s to morbid curiosity!
This is honestly what’s been keeping me going. Maintaining a sense of curiosity about what kind of whacky shit is gonna happen next.