“Maybe being an adult wasn't crossing some arbitrary age line into wisdom. Maybe it was like anything else - training wheels and mistakes, trial and error, and now and again that feeling that you might have wings.”
“Maybe being loved wasn't enough; maybe there was something else you needed not to get in trouble.”
“So maybe now I might be imagining what it would be like to kiss him again, but that didn’t mean anything.”
“Or maybe...just maybe this whole process is our training wheels towards something bigger. If we can reflect and know our lives, we might stay awake and shape our futures.”
“Though the funny thing about never being asked for anything is that after a while you start to feel like maybe you don’t have anything worth giving.”
“As soon as you cross your property line, you might as well write off the possibility of getting anything else done that day.”