I hoped that the trip would be the best of all journeys: a journey into ourselves.
I'm too direct and too unsparingly impatient.
I watched my head rolling on the floor. It landed face up and a big tear came out of one eye.
I have never seen myself as leading for others. What's important is that I know who I am. Not completely. But I'm coming around third base.
I make my mistakes in public.
You know, I think I had my first past life recall when I was 7.