“Have you ever tried to return to all this?” he asked, gesturing. Quiet, warm, inhabited houses. Late-night cars. The real world . . . she shook her head. All fire burns, little baby. You’ll learn. “You can’t. It’s one or the other. Nobody ever gets both.” － Richard Mayhem Dick and Anaesthesia, in Neil Gaiman’s Neverwhere
today i met another person (a third actually) that shares the same birthday as me.
i always wonder, if there is something similar in our character, the way we think, or the way we lead our lives.
on another random note, i feel like i’m living multiple lives again.