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

Something about being rejected at Church Camp felt so much more awful than being rejected at school.

Even a mistake is better than nothing.

and yet I feel that the most real home I'll ever have is the space where our roads merged and traveled along together... for a time.

On my first visit to the public library, I was like a kid at a candy store where all the candy was free. I gorged myself until my tummy ached.

Maybe I'm sad about wanting you. I'm not too comfortable with wanting someone.

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