“I was grateful for cereal --- the only food that my tummy, riddled by pangs of infatuation, could handle.”
“Maybe I'm sad about wanting you. I'm not too comfortable with wanting someone.”
“You have so many layers, that you can peel away a few, and everyone's so shocked or impressed that you're baring your soul, while to you it's nothing, because you know you've twenty more layers to go.”
“and yet I feel that the most real home I'll ever have is the space where our roads merged and traveled along together... for a time.”
“Sometimes, upon waking, the residual dream can be more appealing that reality, and one is reluctant to give it up. For a while, you feel like a ghost -- Not fully materialized, and unable to manipulate your surroundings. Or else, it is the dream that haunts you. You wait with the promise of the next dream.”
“How satisfying it is to leave a mark on a blank surface. To make a map of my movement - no matter how temporary.”