I would miss Colby, but it wasn't going anywhere. All the more reason why I should.

I've always known who I am. I might not work perfectly, or be like them, but that's okay. I know I work in my own way.

How weird was it that so many bits and pieces, all diverse, could make something whole. Something with potential. 'Perfect.

There comes a point when things are undeniable and can't be hidden any longer. Even from yourself.

Sometimes a question can hurt more than an answer.

nothing is guaranteed.... So don't be afraid. Be alive.

I thought again how you could never really know what you were seeing with just a glance, in motion, passing by. Good or bad, right or wrong. There was always so much more.