I Once Worked As A Tour Guide

I'm Not Very Happy Idle. There's Always This Voice In My Head That Says, 'i Should Be Writing.

Being A Parent Is Not For The Faint Of Heart. I May Joke About Knowing Fear, But The Fact Is, The First Time I Ever Knew Real Fear Was The Day Charlotte, My First Child, Was Born. Suddenly There Is Someone In The World You Care About More Than Anything.

I Remember One Time I Heard This English Professor Asking The Class What The World's Scariest Noise Is. Is It A Man Crying Out In Pain? A Woman's Scream Of Terror? A Gunshot? A Baby Crying? And The Professor Shakes His Head And Says, 'no, The Scariest Noise Is, You're All Alone In Your Dark House, You Know You're All Alone, You Know That There Is No Chance Anyone Else Is Home Or Within Miles—and Then, Suddenly, From Upstairs, You Hear The Toilet Flush.

Hope Is Cruel. Hope Reminds Me Of What Almost Was. Hope Makes The Physical Ache Return.

Life May Not Always Fall Into Neat Chapters, And You May Not Always Get The Satisfying Ending You're Looking For, But Sometimes A Good Explanation Is All The Rewrite You Need.