I think the birds in the area are dying laughing watching me try not to crash.

Time passes. That's the rule. No matter what happens, no matter how much it might feel like everything in your life has been frozen around one particular moment, time marches on.

Writers have superpowers.

Our purpose on this earth is not one single event, an accomplishment we can check off a list. There is no test. No passing or failing. There's only us, each moment shaping who we are, into what we will become.

I feel like Cinderella sitting in the middle of the road with a pumpkin and a couple of mice, while Prince Charming charges off to rescue some other chick.

Have you ever been to a place you're supposed to love, but all you can think about is home?

There's nothing more inspiring than the complexity and beauty of the human heart.