Average is Your Enemy.
People refer to 'the good ol' days', but I don't know what they're talking about. As someone who's battled cancer, if I lived more than 20 years ago, I'd be a dead man.
Giving up was never an option
My house is burned, but I can see the sky.
A bicycle is the long-sought means of transportation for all of us who have runaway hearts.
What is stronger, fear or hope?