Some loved ones are gone because they’re in a better place now. Others are gone because I am.
Sure, there were times that I was wrong. It wasn’t every time, though.
Even if I convince them of the truth today, they’ll just believe another lie tomorrow.
I may have enlightenment, but that’s a very different thing than having control.
Let’s talk about the grass and the price of chicken and whether I saw the game yesterday. Or not. I’m good either way.
OK. Great. Now I have to fight this guy and the ice cream is going to melt.
Zen’s great. But sometimes it’s OK to be like, “What the…?!”
If you can’t be at peace, at least be a story.
I don’t like that Justin Bieber.
Honestly, kids aren’t the ones who need to pen letters to Santa Claus anyway.