Man, it’s not like the week started off great in the first place.
So I’m wrapping it up the only way I can, friends: here’s the story of Zeke.
With gratitude to Paula, whom I love & who sent me these comforting words:
"And while I am completely engulfed in my sadness, I am happy to sense that you exist, Beautiful. I am happy to have flung myself without fear into your beauty just as a bird flings itself into space. I am happy, Dear, to have walked with steady faith on the waters of our uncertainty all the way to that island which is your heart and where pain blossoms. Finally: happy." —Rainer Maria Rilke
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