Downtown. Lights on buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.

It's like looking at all the students and wondering who's had their heart broken that day, and how they are able to cope with having three quizzes and a book report on top of that.

And later that night to be with my family at dinnertime and have things just be like they always were. That was the amazing part. Things just keep going. We didn't talk about anything heavy or light. We were just there together. And that was enough.

I guess when you see somebody in the hallway or on the field or something, it's nice to know that they are a real person.

Have you ever done that? You feel really bad, and then it goes away, and you don’t know why.

It's okay to feel things. And be who you are about them.

on that piece of white paper, sam wrote, "write about me sometime." and i typed something back to her, standing right there in her bedroom. i just typed. "i will.