That’s the thing about living vicariously; it’s so much faster than actual living. In a few minutes we’ll be worrying about names for the children.

That’s the thing about living vicariously; it’s so much faster than actual living. In a few minutes we’ll be worrying about names for the children.

Clare seems so pleased with the idea of me as a pirate that she forgets that I am Stranger Danger.

Don't you think it's better to be extremely happy for a short while, even if you lose it, than to be just okay for your whole life?

I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories, my knowledge of my mother would be faded and soft, with a few sharp memories standing out.

Everything seems simple until you think about it.

Sleep is my lover now, my forgetting, my opiate, my oblivion.