This was the first time in my life that so many things would never happen again.
It is easy to forget how full the world is of people, full to bursting, and each of them imaginable and consistently misimagined.
I am a giant squid of anger.
It is worth it to leave behing my minor life for grander maybes.
We all use the future to escape the present.
What happens in the band room stays in the band room.