In the end....everything matters.

I'm listening to someone give up. Someone I knew—someone I liked. I'm listening... but still, I'm too late.

Maybe if I forgot things once in a while, we'd all be a little bit happier.

Will I ever get control of my life? Will I always be shoved back and pushed around by those I trust?

And here he is again, yet things feel like they'll never be as easy between us as they once were.

Actually, I love trying to figure out why certain books become hits while others, which may be just as good, have trouble finding an audience.

A flood of emotions rushes into me. Pain and anger. Sadness and pity. But most surprising of all, hope.