Practice Not Wanting, Desiring, Judging,

I've Always Said I'm More Influenced In What I Do By Artists, And How They Work, How They Think, And The Freedom They're Given To Work And Think, Than I Really Am By Other Writers.

I Felt Like I Had Lost Something. But Not Something Silly, Like My Keys Or My Gum; More Like My Arm Or My Foot, Something That Really Mattered. Like Something That I Could Live Without, But Would Make Life Much Harder If It Were Missing. And Life Is Hard Enough. Life Is Hard Enough With Everything We're Given.

I'm Tired Of Making People Sad And I'm Tired Of Disappointing Them And I'm Tired Of Seeing Them Break. I Have Seen This Too Many Times. He Will Be The Last.

I Meet A Third Man He's An Old Man He Trips In The Street He Falls And I Help Him Up, Walk Him To The Curb. He Shakes My Hand Says Keep The Faith, Young Man. I Ask Him What He Means, He Says Keep Running And Don't Let Them Catch You.

She Made Me Feel Better Than I Have Ever Felt, Better Than I Imagined I Could Feel, And It Scared Me, It Scared Me To The Point Of Paralysis.