When I worked in theater, I was always writing things on Post-it Notes and sticking them on screens or desks. Twitter has given me a way of continuing to post those notes, only a lot of other people see them, too.

I looked at the stained-glass image of the lamb in the window above me, but that only reminded me that lambs are famous for being led to slaughter, or sometimes hanging out with lions in ill-advised relationships.

New start or not, there was a line to be drawn, and that line was singing musicals to yourself as serious psychological motivation.

Sometimes it is worth any amount of suffering just to prevent giving your parents the opportunity to be right.

I followed your footsteps," he said, in answer to the unspoken question. "Snow makes it easy." I had been tracked, like a bear. "Sorry to make you go to all that trouble," I said. "I didn't have to go that far, really. You're about three streets over. You just kept going in loops." A really inept bear.

We study there a lot because... what other choice does society give us, right? It's Starbucks or death, sometimes.

Tired, but not the kind of tired that sleep fixes.