Hey, and for what it's worth? Friends don't leave you alone in the woods. Friends are the ones who come and take you out.

It's harder that in looks," I told him when I finally got back in the car. "Most things are.

A lot can change between planning something and actually doing it. But maybe all that really matters is that anything is different at all.

Says the girl with no thyme.

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?

[Adam picks up the camera] "I have to get a shot of this." The reaction in the room was swift, and unanimous: every single person except me raised their hands at once to cover their faces. The accompanying utterances, though, were varied. I heard everything from "Please no" (Maggie), to "Jesus Christ" (Wallace), to "Stop it or die" (I'm assuming it's obvious).

Grief can be a burden, but also an anchor. You get used to the weight, how it holds you in place.