Get in, get out. Don't linger. Go on.

I'm moving to Nevada. Either there or kill myself.

and did you get what you wanted from this life even so? i did.

Anyone can express himself or herself, but what writers and poets want to do in their work, more than simply express themselves, is communicate.

Then I said something. I said, Suppose, just suppose, nothing had ever happened. Suppose this was for the first time. Just suppose. It doesn't hurt to suppose. Say none of the other had ever happened. You know what I mean? Then what? I said.

But he stays by the window, remembering that life. They had laughed. They had leaned on each other and laughed until the tears had come, while everything else—the cold and where he'd go in it—was outside, for a while anyway.

We knew our days were numbered. We had fouled up our lives and we were getting ready for a shake-up.