You must be the change you wish to see in the world. Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit. Life is just blah blah blah. You hope for blah, and sometimes you find it, but mostly it’s blah, and waiting for blah, and hoping you were right about the blahs you made. And then just when you think you’ve got the whole blah damn thing figured out, and you’re surrounded by the ones you blah, death shows up and blah blah blah.