When two people are meant to be together, they will be together. It’s fate.
With a secret like that, at some point the secret itself becomes irrelevant. The fact that you kept it does not.
I want her to melt into me, like butter on toast. I want to absorb her and walk around for the rest of my days with her encased in my skin. I want.
Keeping up the appearance of having all your marbles is hard work, but important.
When will people learn that just because you can make something doesn’t mean you should?
The more distressing the memory, the more persistent it’s presence.
Age is a terrible thief. Just when you’re getting the hang of life, it knocks your legs out from under you and stoops your back. It makes you ache and muddies your head and silently spreads cancer throughout your spouse.
Dear God. Not only am I unemployed and homeless, but I also have a pregnant woman, bereaved dog, elephant, and eleven horses to take care of.
Is where you’re from the place you’re leaving or where you have roots?
Even as your body betrays you, your mind denies it.
I had my whole life planned... I knew exactly where it was taking me...
She looks at her watch – a real one, with arms. Those digital ones came and went, thank God. When will people learn that just because you can make something doesn’t mean you should?
Sometimes the monotony of bingo and sing alongs, ancient dusty people parked in the hallway in wheelchairs makes me long for death, particularly when – remember that I’m one of the ancient dusty people, filed away like some worthless chotski.