The Marks Humans Leave Are Too Often

You Can Love Someone So Much...but You Can Never Love People As Much As You Can Miss Them.

Half-drunk On Well-creamed Gas Station Coffee And The Exhilarating Loneliness Of A Freeway In Nighttime.

Are You Currently At Your House?" He Asked. "um, No," I Said. "that Was A Trick Question. I Knew The Answer, Because I Am Currently At Your House.

The Town Was Paper, But The Memories Were Not.

I Am Concussed," I Announced, Entirely Sure Of My Self-diagnosis.