Why do some memories bleed out of nowhere and others stay locked behind doors?
Once the world was pulled out from beneath your feet, did you ever get to stand on firm ground again?
people think they know what they're getting, and they're always wrong.
Do you know how there are moments when the world moves so slowly you can feel your bones shifting, your mind tumbling? When you think that no matter what happens to you for the rest of your life, you will remember every last detail of that one minute forever?
When your mother is made out of your dreams, anything real is bound to disappoint you.
There was, really, nothing you could use as a blueprint for your life, except your past. There was no starting over. There was only picking up the pieces someone had left behind.