I thought: Just one step. One step at a time. You don’t have to do them all at once.

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.

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

I should be happy, but instead I feel nothing. I feel a lot of nothing these days. I've cried a few times, but mostly I'm empty, as if whatever makes me feel and hurt and laugh and love has been surgically removed, leaving me hollowed out like a shell.

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

The problem with people is they forget that most of the time it's the small things that count.

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.