What I Was Chasing In Circles Must

Every One Of Us Is Losing Something Precious To Us. Lost Opportunities, Lost Possibilities, Feelings We Can Never Get Back Again. That’s Part Of What It Means To Be Alive.

If You Want To Talk About Something New, You Have To Make Up A New Kind Of Language.

I'll Never See Them Again. I Know That. And They Know That. And Knowing This, We Say Farewell.

Listen. I May Not Be Much, But I'm All I've Got. Maybe You Need A Magnifying Glass To Find My Face In My High School Graduation Photo. Maybe I Haven't Got Any Family Or Friends. Yes, Yes, I Know All That. But, Strange As It Might Seem, I'm Not Entirely Dissatisfied With Life... I Feel Pretty Much At Home With What I Am. I Don't Want To Go Anywhere. I Don't Want Any Unicorns Behind Fences.

I Realize Now That The Reality Of Things Is Not Something You Convey To People But Something You Make.