Tomorrow was over the horizon, and would take an entire day to reach.

Why didn't I learn to treat everything like it was the last time. My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.

I kept thinking how they were all names of dead people, and how names are basically the only thing dead people keep.

He removed several pages of death certificates, which were picked up by another breeze and sent into the trees. Some would fall with the leaves that September. Some would fall with the trees generations later.

I felt shame for living in a nation of unprecedented prosperity-a nation that spends a smaller percentage of income on food than any other civilization has in human history-but in the name of affordability treats the animals it eats with cruelty so extreme it would be illegal if inflicted on a dog.

It was one of the best days of my life, a day during which I lived my life and didn't think about my life at all.

As a writer, putting words on the page is how I pay attention.