Some People Can't See The Color Red.

Sometimes Being Fooled By Love Is Worth The Price. At Least You Know You're Alive And Capable Of Feeling, Even If All You End Up With Is Chest Pain.

Grief Rolled Across The Space Between Us Like A Wash Of Salt Water.

Happiness Is Seasonal, Like Anything Else

You Write One Book And You're Ready For Fame And Fortune. I Don't Know That People Are Spending The Time And Attention On Learning How To Write-which Takes Years. Everybody Sees The Success Stories.

Pretending To Be 'normal' Is A Lot Harder Than You Think.