There's something comforting about the companionship of animals in a new place.

I've stabbed two people with a fork today. What's wrong with me?

But sometimes you have to wait for an answer to come to you. Especially when the questions are difficult ones.

She was gorgeous and fearless and I was in awe.

Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean there isn't somebody watching.

There was a time when I thought I turned terrible things over in my mind because I read and wrote too many scary stories. (Note self: start writing about unicorns and bunnies)

My way is set as in stone, and I don't feel the need to veer off any longer. It has taken many days of searching and fighting, but in the end I have found what I was looking for. I have found my way home.