His Voice Was Handsome And Broken, Like

For How Long Could We Fail Until We Surrendered?

Years Were Passing Through The Spaces Between Moments.

The Images Of His Infinite Pasts And Infinite Futures Washed Over Him As He Waited, Paralyzed, In The Present.

Why Does Watching A Dog Be A Dog Fill One With Happiness?

No Matter How Much I Feel, I’m Not Going To Let It Out. If I Have To Cry, I’m Gonna Cry On The Inside. If I Have To Bleed, I’ll Bruise. If My Heart Starts Going Crazy, I’m Not Gonna Tell Everyone In The World About It. It Doesn’t Help Anything. It Just Makes Everyone’s Life Worse.