How weird it was to drive streets I knew so well. What a different perspective.
My name is Luka I live on the second floor. I live upstairs from you, yes, I think you've seen me before.
I dont think gender is aesthetically defining for me.
And I really wanted a driver's license. I was 43, had my learner's permit and had failed the test once already - but that was in Riverhead, on Long Island.
I was always inventing characters and making up stories.
Kindness to me is only powerful if it has the cruel streak behind it. If someone is kind all the time under all circumstances, they're just simple-minded. Kindness is only worth something if you have the cruel streak to back it up.