In My Palm I Can Feel The

What's Wrong With People?" She Says, Almost Too Quiet For Me To Hear. "were They Born With Parts Missing Or Did It Fall Out Somewhere Along The Way?

Here We Are On The Road. We Must Be Going Somewhere.

But I'm Not Afraid Of The Skeletons In Julie's Closet. I Look Forward To Meeting The Rest Of Them, Looking Them Hard In The Eye, Giving Them Firm, Bone-crunching Handshakes.

It's Hard To Take Your Life So Seriously When You Can See It All At Once.

Life Only Makes Any Sense If We Can See Time How God Does. Past, Present, And Future All At Once.