Sadness can find you anywhere, anytime, so you better have fun when you can.

Sometimes you just have to reach out and grab what you want, even when they tell you not to. This is something that I've struggled with my whole life long.

I swear I could write a book about all the things no one has ever thanked me for.

Maybe people are more like the earth than we know. Maybe they have fault lines that sooner or later are going to split open under pressure.

I think of myself as Rebecca Wells from Lodi Plantation, in Central Louisiana, a girl who was lucky enough to be born into a family that encouraged creativity and didn't call me lazy or nuts when I dressed up in my mother's peignoirs and played the piano, having painted a small sign decorated in glitter that read 'The Piano Fairy Girl.

What they don't know is that I went over the edge years ago, and lived to tell the tale.

A scent that disturbs me and delights me. It smells like ripe pears, vetiver, a bit of violet and something else- something spicy almost biting and exotic.