The Circus Itself Is My Personal Ideal

She Turns Her Head, Bailey Catches Her Eye, And She Smiles At Him. Not In The Way That One Smiles At A Random Member Of The Audience When One Is In The Middle Of Performing Circus Tricks With Unusually Talented Kittens But In The Way That One Smiles When One Recognizes Someone They Have Not Seen In Some Time.

And There Are Really Never Endings, Happy Or Otherwise.

Have You Ever Thought About It, About Simply Leaving? Really, Truly Thought About It With The Intent To Follow Through And Not As A Dream Or A Passing Fancy?

Better To Have A Single Perfect Diamond Than A Sack Of Flawed Stones.

We Lead Strange Lives, Chasing Our Dreams Around From Place To Place.