But I know the difference. Everyone else is a ghost. I exist here alone, stranded by choice. Deserted.
The universe doesn't decide what's right or not right. You do.
The reward is in the risk.
I've given him more mixed signals than a dyslexic Morse code operator.
I've always been sort of a closet sci-fi geek.
People are like that, judging you before they know you.