So much drama out there on the horizon as days crumble and collapse into darkness. Gravity will take everything eventually, even the brightest of days falling apart before your eyes. It will take you too, because gravity is indifferent to anything you think you’ve yet to finish. Your masterpiece will disappear into darkness faster than the best day you can still remember.

I swear some of these days scream on the way down. A few go quietly, but some try to hang on. There’s no use fighting. Every single one perishes, with drama or in silence, but they all meet their end.