Dumped doesn't even begin to describe it. If you're going to use a trash metaphor, incinerated is more like it.

The reward is in the risk.

There are just lots of possibilities in the world...I need to keep my mind open for what could happen and not decide that the world is hopeless if what I want to happen doesn't happen. Because something else great might happen in between.

There. I've said everything I wanted to say without actually having to use the words "please stay

Lou's such an old punk he was around when the Ramones were junkie hustlers first and musicians second, when punk meant something other than a mass-marketing concept designed to help the bridge-and-tunnel crowd feel cool.

I walked inside Macy’s and faced the pathetic spectacle of a department store full of shoppers, none of whom were shopping for themselves. Without the instant gratification of a self-aimed purchase, everyone walked around in the tactical stupor of the financially obligated.

One of the failures of cellular communication is that tiredness often comes across as sadness.