But Sometimes There’s Nothing Left To Do

Like Driving Along A Bumpy Road And Losing Control Of The Steering Wheel, Tossing You—just A Tad—off The Road. The Wheels Kick Up Some Dirt, But You're Able To Pull It Back. Yet No Matter How Hard You Try To Drive Straight, Something Keeps Jerking You To The Side. You Have So Little Control Over Anything Anymore. And At Some Point, The Struggle Becomes Too Much—too Tiring—and You Consider Letting Go. Allowing Tragedy... Or Whatever... To Happen.

I Don't Know Exactly What It Is, But It Looks Like Interconnected Websites Where People Show Their Photos And Write About Everything Going On In Their Lives, Like Whether They Found A Parking Spot Or What They Ate For Breakfast." "but Why?" Josh Asks.

Actually, I Love Trying To Figure Out Why Certain Books Become Hits While Others, Which May Be Just As Good, Have Trouble Finding An Audience.

Maybe It Didn’t Seem Like A Big Deal To You Zach. But Now, I Hope You Understand. My World Was Collapsing. I Needed Those Notes. I Needed Any Hope Those Notes Might Have Offered. And You? You Took That Hope Away. You Decided I Didn’t Deserve To Have It.

You Can't Stop The Future You Can't Rewind The Past The Only Way To Learn The Secret ...is To Press Play.