Sometimes I have these deep moments of regret about how I could have done everything so perfectly in my life but didn't. But you just have to step out of that cycle for a moment and realize that everything you did is Perfection. Behind it all is a magical story, a story of terror and great love, a background of such magnificence and splendid grace that the orderly and mundane turn out to be the real terror, the real horrific story.
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