The whole city stopped - And this is a pause worth savouring, because the world will soon be complicated again.

Everybodys got their own situation and their own needs.

I wonder how many ways there are for a mother to produce that wreckage in her own daughter, and my muscles tense as I think of them.

If nobody speaks of remarkable things, how can they be called remarkable?

All the emails I get these days start with sorry but I've been so busy, and I don't understand how we can be so busy and then have nothing to say to each other.

People seem to be losing their sense of boundaries more and more, what people are willing to put up on the internet, especially blogs. People seem to assume that only their friends are going to read it but anyone in the world could read it at any time.

Now that I've had a book published, it is quite validating, but a bit embarrassing.