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.
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…?!”
In my head, I was forever 21 and reaching middle age just didn’t seem to fit with my persona.
If you can’t be at peace, at least be a story.
Getting hurt is easy, not letting it change who you are isn’t.
We were angry over-reactors literally headbutting the walls at the bar. Every glance from a stranger was a reason to defend your honor.