Delight.
Delight in feeling.
Delight in feeling - anything.
Some people haven't endured the exquisite pleasure of heart ache.
Without the flaws; you can't appreciate the character promise.
Without the down; you can't recognize the ups.
Without sadness, you can't understand happiness.
Delight in it all.
The higher you fly, the harder you fall. But, at least you enjoyed the sky.
I'd rather have the sky (and crash) than the ignorance of feeling nothing.
Delight in the bullshit. That shit feeds flowers and all, ya know.
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