I love him wholly and unconditionally and without reservation. I love him enough to sacrifice a friendship. I love him enough to accept my own happiness and use it, in turn, to make him happy back.

I will find the good in this loss. I will make something happen that wouldn't have happened otherwise.

In the final seconds before sleep, I wish I could go back and undo everything, give those little girls another chance.

But certainly not everyday you can find someone who wants to have a monogamous relationship

Songs and smells will bring you back to a moment in time more than anything else. It's amazing how much can be conjured with a few notes of a song or a solitary whiff of a room. A song you didn't even pay attention to at the time, a place that you didn't even know had a particular smell. I wonder what will someday bring back Dex and our few months together. Maybe the sound of Dido's voice. Maybe the scent of the Aveda shampoo I've been using all summer.

Whats not to love is hardly a reason to love. And the catch of your life is not the same thing as the love of your life. Be careful of that subtle but rather crucial distinction.

No, scratch the word "career." Careers are for people who wish to advance. I only want to survive, draw a paycheck.