The line between true self and feigned self is blurred on all sides. Which I think is a rather handy metaphor for falling in love.

By that point, it’ll have been more than year since I met Lulu. Any sane person would say it’s too late. It already felt too late that first day, when I woke up in the hospital. But even so, I’ve kept looking. I’m still looking.

When the sun shines, you let it shine on you

Quitting’s not hard. Deciding to quit is hard. Once you make that mental leap, the rest is easy.” “Really? Was that how you quit me?

Once the options increase, settling on one becomes harder.

Adam is crying and somewhere inside of me I am crying, too, because I'm feeling things at last. I'm feeling not just the physical pain, but all that I have lost, and it is profound and catastrophic and will leave a crater in me that nothing will ever fill.

It's just accidental, just temporary. Until the next accident sends me somewhere new. That's how life works.