You’re hurtling towards this ideal that can be shattered by anybody being selfish, by anybody being fearful.

I don’t understand why everything has gone this well but, in this one instance of my life, this seems to be the situation.

If ‘ifs’ were gifts, each day would be Christmas.

If someone really offended me, I wouldn’t say anything about it publicly. I’d wait for a quiet moment and have it out to their face. Or, more likely, I’d shrug and ask myself why I should care.

It’s a really tough and shitty road to be obsessive about anything. It’s a huge deal. Then again, if you talk to anyone at the leading edge of modern psychiatry or just philosophy, anyone who really understands human behavior, they say well, it’s perfectly normal for people to have a fixated, obsessive relationship with something for a period of time.

HU-AH BOO-YAH In your face and bless your soul!