arrears, n. My faithfulness was as unthinking as your lapse. Of all the things I though would go wrong, I never thought it would be that. "It was a mistake," you said. But the cruel thing was, it felt like the mistake was mine, for trusting you.

...because if you can make yourself happy in the rain then you're doing pretty alright in life.

I cannot think of a single word to describe what we feel. I think we all feel it, to varying degrees. Perhaps in some other language there is a word for 'the world is terribly wrong.' That feeling of stun and unbelief and abandonment and shock and horror and distress.

Our moments are music, and sometimes – just sometimes – we can catch them and put them into some lasting form. If we didn’t have music, I don’t think we could ever be truly happy, and if we didn’t have special moments, we would never find music.

Hello, my name is ees Lebkuchen Spice, and I vant to show you my coooooookies.

We just want to walk. Our legs need to move to keep our minds from collapsing.

I was starting to think I was making up memories, just to have answers. Our brain does that sometimes. Or at least mine does.