I Liked Being A Person. I Wanted

I Was Thinking About This Girl You Love So Much," She Said, "and This Place I Love So Much. And How That Happens. How You Can Just Fall Into It.

The Whole Thing Was The Precise Opposite Of What I Figured It Would Be: Slow And Patient And Quiet And Neither Particularly Painful Nor Particularly Ecstatic

Truth Resists Simplicity.

If I Had Cared About Her As I Should Have, As I Thought I Did, How Could I Have Let Her Go?

Easy Comfort Isn't Comforting