On That Piece Of White Paper, Sam

I Love My Mom. And This Time, I Told Her I Loved Her. And She Told Me She Loved Me, Too. And Things Were Okay For A Little While.

It’s Much Easier Not To Know Things Sometimes. And To Have French Fries With Your Mom Be Enough.

And I Guess I Realized At That Moment That I Really Did Love Her. Because There Was Nothing To Gain, And That Didn't Matter.

I Guess I'm Pretty Emotional.

I Didn't Feel Like Reading That Night, So I Went Downstairs And Watched A Half-hour Long Commercial That Advertised An Exercise Machine. They Kept Flashing A 1-800 Number, So I Called It. The Woman Who Picked Up The Other End Of The Phone Was Named Michelle. And I Told Michelle That I Was A Kid And Did Not Need An Exercise Machine, But I Hoped She Was Having A Good Night. That's When Michelle Hung Up On Me. And I Didn't Mind A Bit.