Multiple closets for different needs. Overkill.

There are many words and definitions I have never lost. But some I am only just beginning to truly understand.

Where we are going, I don't know. It doesn't seem to be the place that is important but the steps in between.

I think that maybe forgiveness is like change - it comes in small steps. (256)

We all have a dark place in us. It's what we do with it and the choice we make.

I decide that sometimes definitions are wrong. Even if they're written in a dictionary. Identities aren't always separate and distinct. Sometimes they ARE wrapped up with others. Sometimes, for a few minutes, maybe they can even be shared. And if I am ever fortunate enough to return to Mr. Bender's garden, I wonder if the birds will see that piece of him that is wrapped up in me.

It can take years to mold a dream. It takes only a fraction of a second for it to be shattered.