I think you'd best make your peace with the past since you've come this far. I think you know by now that you won't go back again.
Happiness is seasonal, like anything else
Grief rolled across the space between us like a wash of salt water.
The struggle is what teaches you.
Thinking is hard work, which is why you don't see many people doing it.
My job as the writer is to fool you. Your job as the reader is to see if you can catch me at it.