Everyone got older but forgot to grow up.

Is there any other way to be? I mean, this is it. This is my body, my soul; I gotta live with it. I'd better get comfortable. I plan on taking it for a long ride.

I smile a lot. I heard someone say once that it takes fewer muscles to smile than to frown, so i'm trying it out.

Non est ad astra mollis e terris via. That's my philosophy. Its a quote from the past. "There is no easy way from the earth to the stars.

Who needs a stupid grampa-loving, book-reading, good-smelling boy who I like to talk to?

It was amazing what I could remember about myself when I retraced my own steps.

I took that smile and I put it right where the hole in my chest was. It was better than coffee, or chocolate, or a perfect pirouette. I clutched it and held it tight.