This is the biggest mistake I could think would save me. I wanted to give up the idea that I had any control. Shake things up. To be saved by chaos. To see if I could cope, I wanted to force myself to grow again. To explode my comfort zone.

Every character sees the world through a framework of education and experience that they're proud experts about. To write a character, find out what they know best, and THEN you'll know how they'll describe a "hot day." Or a "pretty girl."

For this moment, nothing matters. Look up into the stars and you're gone.

A good story should make you laugh, and a moment later break your heart.

What if reality is nothing but some disease?

First your parents, they give you your life, but then they try to give you their life.

If you died right now, how would you feel about your life?