...the human spirit knows, deep down that all lives intersect.

The story of my recent life.' I like that phrase. It makes more sense than 'the story of my life', because we get so many lives between birth and death. A life to be a child. A life to come of age. A life to wander, to settle, to fall in love, to parent, to test our promise, to realize our mortality- and in some lucky cases, to do something after that realization.

Before you measure the years, you measure the days.

Do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself.

How do people choose their final words? Do they realize their gravity? Are they fated to be wise?

Happiness in a tablet. This is our world. Prozac. Daxil. Xanax. Billions are spent to advertise such drugs. And billions are spent purchasing them. You don't even need a specific trauma, just 'general depression' is enough, or anxiety, as if sadness is as treatable as the common cold.

Remember me for these days, not the old ones.