I felt foolish and tired, as if I had been running to escape someone chasing me, only to look behind to discover there was no one there.

Yet part of me also thinks the whole idea makes perfect sense. The three of us, leaving our differences behind, stepping on the plane together, sitting side by side, lifting off, moving West to reach the East.

Who knows where inspiration comes from. Perhaps it arises from desperation. Perhaps it comes from the flukes of the universe, the kindness of the muses.

I'd like to be more forgiving. There are times when I've had a hard time forgiving people who have betrayed me.

Even though I was young, I could see the pain of the flesh and the worth of the pain.

But I was no longer sacared. I could see what was inside me. -Lindo

I learned to forgive myself, and that enabled me to forgive my mother as a person.