Hope you're keeping the dust out of your eyes and your feet off the ground.

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.

You need shoving, not pushing. You need to jump back on that camel. Otherwise you're going to stay up on the ledge you've made for yourself.

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.

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

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

Music did that to me, just like God was supposed to, because music seemed both magic and holy.