Anger is easier than forgiveness.

Think long and hard before offering your heart to someone who can only accept it part-time

How odd, to suddenly glimpse a facet of me I didn't know existed. I guess it really isn't all that unusual to surprise oneself with an ugly bit of ego.

At Last It's a perfect winter day. No wind. No Arctic freeze. Cloudless azure sky. A day to fly. Snow drapes the mountain like ermine, fabulous feather- light powder coaxing me to flee the confines of my room, brave the mostly plowed road up to the closest ski resort. To run from the cloying silence connected Mom and Dad, into encompassing stillness far away from city dirt and noise Far above suburban gridlock. Far beyond the grasp of home.

Only by confronting your demons can you ever hope to conquer them.

I wanted to meet the monster. Why go down if you can go up?

It's just so hard to feel good, you know?