Magic naturally fades over distance. But proximity - well, when it works, proximity amplifies magic.

There is certainty in a ring. The non-ending, the non-beginning. The ongoing. The way it holds on to you not because it's fastened or stretched or adhered. It holds on because it fits.

It will affect me in ways I can't even begin to get my mind around. This day is a dark crater. There is no room for songs. The songs are wrong. Every song is wrong. And I don't know what to do without music.

There is something so intimate about saying the truth out loud. There is something so intimate about hearing the truth said. There is something so intimate about sharing the truth, even if you are not entirely sure what it means.

You know, I'd get a tattoo with your name on it. Only, I want you to have the freedom to change your name if you want to.

You know there's no such thing as a complete lie. There's always some truth in there.

anchor, v.: I drift, I drift, I drift, you stay.