She wasn't bitter. She was sad, though. But it was a hopeful kind of sad. The kind of sad that just takes time.

I look at the field, and I think about the boy who just made the touchdown. I think that these are the glory days for that boy, and this moment will just be another story someday because all the people who make touchdowns and home runs will become somebody's dad. And when his children look at his yearbook photograph, they will think that their dad was rugged and handsome and looked a lot happier than they are. I just hope I remember to tell my kids that they are as happy as I look in my old photographs. And I hope that they believe me.

Sam screamed the fun scream, and there it was. Downtown lights on buildings and everything that makes you wonder. Sam sat down and started laughing. Patrick started laughing. I started laughing. and in that moment, I swear we were infinite.

And she looked at me like she couldn't believe I knew she loved Anne Rice. I guess he didn't know how much she talked or how much I listened.

And I never felt that good in my life. But I also felt bad because I saw her naked without her permission.

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

Things change. And friends leave. Life doesn't stop for anybody.