I Just Want To Be Normal, Like

It Occurs To Me That For A Long Time She Has Been Doing Her Own Version Of Resisting.

Old Words; Words That Nearly Brought Me To My Knees. Live Free Or Die

It's Going To Be Okay. Words That Mean Nothing. Really, Just Sounds Intoned Into Vastness And Darkness, Little Scrabbling Attempts To Latch On To Something When We're Falling.

And Even Though I'm Standing In The Middle Of The Biggest Crowd I've Ever Seen In My Life, I Suddenly Feel Very Alone.

There Are More Of Us Than You Think.