I Needed A Break... From Myself.

After All, How Often Do We Get A Second Chance?

The Road To Publication Is Like A Churro - Long And Bumpy, But Sweet.

His Door Is Closed Behind Me. It's Staying Closed. He's Letting Me Go. I Think I've Made Myself Very Clear, But No Ones Stepping Forward To Stop Me. A Lot Of You Cared, Just Not Enough. And That...that Is What I Needed To Find Out. And I Did Find Out. And I'm Sorry.

And After I Dropped Him Off, I Took The Longest Possible Route Home... I Explored Alleys And Hidden Roads I Never Knew Existed. I Discovered Neighborhoods Entirely New To Me. And Finally... I Discovered I Was Sick Of This Town And Everything In It.

They Were Like Two Magnets Who Couldn't Decide Whether To Attract Or Repel.