There Is No Better Place To Plot

Stories Aren't The Beauty Of What Did Happen. They're The Beauty Of What Could Happen.

But To Me, The Most Important Page In My Daughter's Book Is The Last One - Because It's Blank. It Says, "your Hero's Photo Here," And, "your Hero's Story Here."

She Dumped Me For The Worst Reason Of All. For Absolutely No Reason At All...i Mean, If She Fell In Love With Someone Else, Or I Did Something Wrong, Or I Let Her Down In Some Unforgivable Way...that, I'd Understand, Right? But Instead, She Said...it Wasn't Anything. Not A Single Thing. It Was Just Me. I Was Nice. I Was Kind. We Just...she Didn't See The Connection Anymore. I Think She Thought I Was Boring. And The Cruelest Part Is, When Someone Says Something Mean About You, You Know When They're Right.

I Tend To Do Something For Two Years Then Move On To Something New. Yoga, Then Biking, Then Weight Lifting, Then Back To Biking. The Moment It Feels Like A Rut, I Switch And Search For A New Love. It's Like Having A Midlife Crisis, But Without The New Wife Or Cheesy Bmw.

In This World, There Was Nothing Scarier Than Trusting Someone. But There Was Also Nothing More Rewarding.