People are all over the world telling their one dramatic story and how their life has turned into getting over this one event. Now their lives are more about the past than their future.

The damaged loves the damaged.

All human beings search for either reasons to be good, or excuses to be bad.

We opened our hearts. Hear me, heal me, save me, believe me.

You had to risk your life to get love. You had to get right to the edge of death to ever be saved.

The money is in television. Books are not the dominant medium of our time, so fewer people will create them. In a sad way, books have become a form of "comfort food" we expect to lull us to sleep.

You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else.