Like so many before them, they didn't care that my dad was only the messenger. They still wanted to shoot him.

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

No," I snapped. "I mean, no. I'm answering. I'm just collecting my response." Another few seconds passed. Is there a time limit for this?" he asked. I shot him a look. "Just wondering.

There are worse addictions than reality TV, chocolate and coffee.

It was so easy to disown what you couldn't recognize, to keep yourself apart from things that were foreign and unsettling. The only person you can be sure to control, always, is yourself. Which is a lot to be sure of, but at the same time, not enough.

It was amazing how you could get so far from where you'd planned, and yet find it was exactly were you needed to be.

An empty frame, in which the picture is always changing, makes a statement about how time is always passing. It doesn't really stop, even in a single image. I t just feels that way.