Opening a door to the mysteries, hoping to shed a little dark on all the stuff we think we know.

Wrapped around my son with only the knowledge of the words of the world & a quiet remembrance of watching before this all began.

There are days I drop words of comfort on myself like falling leaves and remember that it is enough to be taken care of by myself.

There are things you do because they feel right and they may make no sense and they may make no money and it may be the real reason we are here: to love each other and to eat each other's cooking and say it was good.

Wanting him to come back before anyone notices part of the world has not moved since he left.

I was never good at hide and seek because I'd always make enough noise so my friends would be sure to find me. I don't have anyone to play those games with any more, but now and then I make enough noise just in case someone is still looking and hasn't found me yet.

You're not going to see people like this again for a long time, he said and I said I always saw people like this & he looked at me for a moment and said, You're not from around here, are you?