It takes so little to change everything. If you really thought about it, it would scare you to death.

I didn't trot my pain out to show around. I kept it better hidden than anyone. I did.

In the summer, the days were long, stretching into each other. Out of school, everything was on pause and yet happening at the same time, this collection of weeks when anything was possible.

Sometimes you dont even want to think aout what people are doing with their groceries.

People don't change. If anything, you get more set in your ways as you get older, not less

But I think, personally, that it would be worse to have been alone all that time. Sure, maybe I would have protected my heart from some things, but would that really have been better? To hold myself apart because I was too scared that something might no be forever?

Call it crazy, or just chicken salad.