After all, war is all that we are, and everything we do is fought like one. We fight to survive. We fight for the people we love. We fight against ourseleves and our thoughts.
And these wars that stampede, are the only things that make sense to us. It is all we have ever known. And that alone has everything to do with everything we feel.
And it is beautiful how the war inside us is the only thing that makes us feel safe towards a world that has been disigned to rip us apart.