Let's just start and see what happens.

But the bottom line is that, as humans, we are by nature selfish creatures. The only way we care about anything, really, is by making it about us.

Maybe I'd just figured out there were some things you were better off not knowing

I've found in my own life that if my writing isn't going well, not much else will. It is the one constant, the key to everything else.

It's still a memory worth having, even if it's not exactly what you imagined.

That's not a real answer.' Says who?' Says me. I mean real fear, like of failure, of death, of regret. Like that. Something that keeps you awake nights, questioning your very existence.' Clowns.

It's just that...I just think that some things are meant to be broken. Imperfect. Chaotic. It's the universe's way of providing contrast, you know? There have to be a few holes in the road. It's how life is.