Reality Was Utterly Coolheaded And Utterly Lonely.

Silence, I Discover, Is Something You Can Actually Hear.

Judging The Mistakes Of Strangers Is An Easy Thing To Do - And It Feels Pretty Good.

Time Expands, Then Contracts, All In Tune With The Stirrings Of The Heart.

I’m Just Kinda Tired. Like A Monkey In The Rain.

I Think You Still Love Me, But We Can’t Escape The Fact That I’m Not Enough For You. I Knew This Was Going To Happen. So I’m Not Blaming You For Falling In Love With Another Woman. I’m Not Angry, Either. I Should Be, But I’m Not. I Just Feel Pain. A Lot Of Pain. I Thought I Could Imagine How Much This Would Hurt, But I Was Wrong.