AI ARTWORK: CURSEJOURNEY

The thing that makes life good, precious even, is that you only get one go at it. Knowing that makes each second count for a lot.

Sof you had wonderful days, good on you. Sit on a porch sipping your favorite beverage and pat yourself on the head.

If you life was full of pain and anger and despair, those days are gone forever and there is no effing way they are ever coming back.

I don’t even want to entertain the thought that you could chose a day to go back to- I mean, what if you got there and never wanted to leave?