I wanted to write about the moment when your addictions no longer hide the truth from you. When your whole life breaks down. That's the moment when you have to somehow choose what your life is going to be about.

You can’t fool people into loving you.

So if you think this is going to save you...If you think anything is going to save you...Please consider this your final warning.

This is the greatest momemt of your life and your out missing it

Telling some stories, Miss Leroy says, is committing suicide.

I let go. Lost in oblivion. Dark and silent and complete. I found freedom. Losing all hope was freedom.

We hear the ambient noise of children singing. We hear lions and tigers roar. Hyenas laugh. Some jungle bird or howler monkey declares its existence, screeching a maniac's gibberish. Our entire world, always doing battle against the silence and obscurity of death.