Sometimes you are lucky enough to get offered things and there is no rhyme or reason.

You can only do the best you can in the minute that you're doing it.

I am not a politics wonk. I like the idea of my writing reflecting more about who I am or other people.

If you have distance from the events, then your story can work as an analogy or parable, rather than its literal narrative.

Sometimes you are lucky enough to get offered things and there is no rhyme or reason.

I had no intention of providing any answers or solutions, because you'd only look a fool, but I did want to talk about what it's like to be in a state where you're wondering. And perhaps I was also receptive to the fact I was entering middle age and those thoughts come - to pretend that they don't come is just crazy.

We give each other a wide berth even if we have the flu, let alone... So, I think that's part of the stigma that people who have diseases suffer. It's almost infectious... if somebody is closer to death, they're almost a bad omen and I think that's terrible.