You can't always get the perfect moment. Sometimes, you just have to do the best you can under the circumstances.

Yeah. I mean, acknowledging is easy. Something happened or it didn't. But understanding... that's where things get sticky.

Too many locks, not enough keys.

Anyone can hide. Facing up to things, working through them, that's what makes you strong.

If something doesn't work exactly right, or maybe needs some special treatment, you don't just throw it away. Everything can't be fully operational all the time. Sometimes, we need to have the patience to give something the little nudge it needs.

I remembered Owen telling me how music had saved him in Phoenix, that it drowned everything out, and it was the same for me now. As long as I had something to listen to, I could blur the things I didn't want to think about, if not block them out completely.

We laughed ourselves silly, taking back our shared past, gently, piece by piece.