words are like nets - we hope they'll cover what we mean, but we know they can't possibly hold that much joy, or grief, or wonder.
the letters are mixed up. U and I should be together.
Every life has a soundtrack.
You're unwilling to go out on a limb because it just might break underneath you.
Men don't traipse. We... Swagger
I pointed to the wound. "It's missing," I said. My grandmother smiled, and that was all it took for me to stop seeing the scar, and to recognize her again. "Yes," she said. "But see how much of me is left?