You Sense That He's Dangerous But Don't

I Felt I Couldn't Lose Anything Else, But Just Then I Realized I Already Had: I'd Lost The Hope That I Would Ever Be Loved In Just That Way Again.

Finally, I Asked How You Got A Boy To Like You Back. She Said, 'just Be Yourself,' As Though I Had Any Idea Who That Might Be.

The Only Relationships I Haven't Wrecked Right Away Were The Ones That Wrecked Me Later.

You Did The Best You Could," And She Seemed To Believe I Had. I Said, "i've Just Been Going Through The Motions," Using The Expression My Father Had After He'd Watched My First Tennis Lesson. "sweetie," She Said, "that's What A Lot Of Life Is.

During Chemo, You're More Tired Than You've Ever Been. It's Like A Cloud Passing Over The Sun, And Suddenly You're Out. But You Also Find That You're Stronger Than You've Ever Been. You're Clear. Your Mortality Is At Optimal Distance, Not Up So Close That It Obscures Everything Else, But Close Enough To Give You Depth Perception. Previously, It Has Taken You Weeks, Months, Or Years To Discover The Meaning Of An Experience. Now It's Instantaneous.