It’s funny how one summer can change everything.

Again, it occurred to me how weird it was to be permanent in a place that to everyone else was only temporary. Like I could never be sure if they were the ones who weren't real, or if I was.

The language of solace, and comets, and the girls we all become, in the end.

Wherever you will go, I will let you down, But this lullaby goes on.

Behind the camera, I was invisible. When I lifted it up to my eye it was like I crawled into the lens, losing myself there. and everything else fell away.

With total strangers, it had always been my policy to expect the worst. Usually they-and those that you knew best, for that matter-did not disappoint.

I told you, everyone understands a quest.