And like I said, I didn't know him very well, but my ears perked up whenever I heard his name. I guess I wanted to hear something - anything - juicy. Not because I wanted to spread gossip. I just couldn't believe someone could be that good. If he was actually that good... wonderful. Great! But it became a personal game of mine. How long could I go on hearing nothing but good things about Clay Jensen? Normally, when a person has a stellar image, another person's waiting in the wings to tear them apart. They're waiting for that one fatal flaw to expose itself. But not with Clay.

That is all that happened. Why did you hear something else?

This time, for the first time, I saw the possibilities in giving up. I even found hope in it.

How many times had I let myself connect with someone only to have it thrown back in my face?

In the end....everything matters.

I miss video games where the jump-kick was the trickiest combo to master.

and i walked for hours the mist growing thick and whole the thought of disappaering like that, so simply, made me so happy