A tragic love story in a wonderful setting? A wonderful love story in a tragic setting? There is an unexpectedly haunted, gaunt, and absurdly surreal quality hidden within a film's cuttingly fitting recesses. Delight.

And do you want to run with my pack? Do you want to ride on my back?

Often, recently I have just want to settle into the internet for a long leisurely walk on the landscape of the subnet. Into which I can disappear when  I suddenly feel a fleeting and tragic fragility.

Relishing in dramatic texts. I drunkenly squeak and titter with fervor. Suddenly, I tumble back down to where I once felt.

I abandon science far behind for this moment. To escape from my chemical reactions, I can find whole solace only in the unfeeling black and white of mathematics and parts that always fit.

I am fairly certain that all light and hope go to die there.