No more winter at all. Finch, you brought me spring.

Who cares for Algebra?Who delights in solving math?I only want to live my lifeAlong the creative path.

No more winter at all. Finch, you brought me spring.

Right before my eyes, I could see my life going away from me and there was nothing I could do.

I looked at my reflection in the rearview mirror. Some lipstick would go with this truck, I thought.

But I bring it up to let you know that this is the way I feel right now. Like Pluto and Jupiter are aligned with the earth and I'm floating.

We are all alone, trapped in these bodies and our own minds, and whatever company we have in this life is only fleeting and superficial.