As I was walking up the stairs to dad's old room, and I was looking at the photographs, I started thinking that there was a time when these weren't memories. That someone actually took the photograph, and the people in the photograph had just eaten lunch or something.

They just knew. And I think that's all you can ever ask from a friend.

Even if we don't have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there.

I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and then make the choice to share it with other people. Maybe that is what makes people "participate.

So, I heard you're this ninja or something.

The inside jokes weren't jokes anymore. they had become stories

If you are in a movie theater, you can look two people down and they are laughing while you are laughing or you can look three people down and they love that song that you love. It is living proof that you are not alone.