Because life doesn't always happen according to a timetable or calendar. And feelings can't be scheduled.

He said even if it's too cloudy to see, the sun will still rise, it will still be there. "But that's the whole point," I said. "Seeing it." "Is it?" he said.

Live today. Not yesterday. Not tomorrow. Just today. Inhabit your moments. Don't rent them out to tomorrow.

This was the start of a period that blurs as I try to recall it. Incidents seem to cascade and merge. Events become feelings, fellings become events. Head and heart are contrary historians.

I’m not my name. My name is something I wear, like a shirt. It gets worn. I outgrow it, I change it.

The blanket was there, but it was the boy's embrace that covered and warmed him.

When a stargirl cries, she sheds not tears but light.