That's how it is online—there's no time in cyberspace. It's almost like everything physical evaporates, and it's just your mind and the different sites floating in a void.

Goodbye, I say, goodbye, as I disappear little by little into the middle of the middle of my own spectacular now

We're not the Faster-than-the-Speed-of-Light Generation anymore. We're not even the Next-New-Thing Generation. We're the Soon-to-Be-Obsolete Kids, and we've crowded in here to hide from the future and the past. We know what's up - the future looms straight ahead like a black wrought-iron gate and the past is charging after us like a badass Doberman, only this one doesn't have any letup in him.

Life is spectacular. Forget the dark things. Take a drink and let time wash them away to where ever time washes away to.

Have you ever started to wave at someone and then realized they weren’t really waving at you, so you abort and go for a head scratch instead? That’s how I felt.

It's fine to live in the now. But the best thing about now is that there's another one tomorrow. I'm going to start making them count.

That's how it is with legends. The greater they sound, the more must've got left out.