cheer up!

i've lived to bury my desires, and see my dreams corrode with rust. Now all that's left are fruitless fires, that burn my empty heart to dust.

- Aleksandr Pushkin

thats the literary quote of the day, my initial reaction was: quite finely put.

then i realized i was an idiot because i can't even fathom the desires and dreams that someone such as Pushkin may have had, so i guess it led me more to reflect upon it for a few minutes.

i'll update you if i figure anything out :)