I love the sea because it is boundless.

Shame is always easier to handle if you have someone to share it with.

How satisfying it is to leave a mark on a blank surface. To make a map of my movement - no matter how temporary.

For what matters if I gain the whole world, but lose my soul?

I wanted a heaven. And I grew up striving for that world-- an eternal world- that would wash away my temporary misery.

I was grateful for cereal --- the only food that my tummy, riddled by pangs of infatuation, could handle.

I love the sea because it is boundless.