Ariana

“I don’t want to be there at the final moments. I want—I want the middle ones. Lazy mornings in bed and cups of coffee gone cold. Flowers in bloom and lipstick smudged on the edge of a glass. A single candle wedged crooked in buttercream icing. Towels fresh from the dryer and junk mail shoved through a crack in the door.”
― B.K. Borison, Grim Tidings