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

The thing I realize is, that it's not what you take, it's what you leave.

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.

Since I stopped writing, I read more than ever. Other people's words, not my own - my words are gone.

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.

It's my experience that people are a lot more sympathetic if they can see you hurting.