--I REMEMBER EVERY LITTLE THING

 

 …I’m still working on making eye contact, so please stand still, but look slightly to your left.

…Did you ever notice how one breath can be very different from the next?

…In the absence of peace, there’s only the hope of your own choosing.

…This is what I think: God is a mystery to be explored, not defined.

…“It’s just another birthday”—there’s no such thing.

…There are certain words that always bring me to you, and vice versa.

…The fact that I fall in love with sunsets ought to arouse your suspicions.

…Fortunately, I am quite dead now.  Those other things that were alive in me aren’t anymore.

…The turquoise ocean—to have seen such beautiful things is remarkable.

…People make the mistake of thinking that all desire is yearning.

…We don’t get to choose what or whom we love.

…I saw a scrappy tarp across the way flap in the wind.  It was essentially our lives.  It was shaking.

…The Art of Cruelty has a lot of breadth, and, in that way, it can be like infinity.

...We are all beside ourself at some point.

…Winter can be a brute.  It scares all of the little birds away and with them their happy songs.  Oh little bird, where have you gone?  I miss your hopefulness.

…The currents on the lake are a little unusual right now.  Wonder what that means.

…Someone once described me as “a pebble dropped through water.”  That can be taken a lot of ways.

…Sometimes blue wins.  Sometimes red.  There doesn’t always have to be a winner, but most times there is one.

…A long time ago I learned (I remember really odd bits of trivia, for whatever reason) that the average person’s feet sweat 5/8^th of a pint a day.  I know--gross, right?  But it’s comforting to know I’m not too far out of the mean.

…I’ve seen things being born and I’ve seen things dying.  Oddly enough, in some respects they’re similar, but I far prefer the former.

…A quiet, collected state of mind is most often out of the question for me.

…Sometimes all I need is a proxy to get by.

…Why bother with a diagnosis at all, if the diagnosis is simply a restatement of the problem?

...Go on, take the money and run—is never a good idea.

…It’s worth it to keep one’s eyes open.

…At times, I fake my enthusiasm.  At other times, I’m incapable of describing the depth of it.

…What kind of madness is it to be in love with something that cannot constitutionally love you back?

…Parsing words is often an effort that can drive a person insane, yet it can be like a hobby, say, like placing jigsaw pieces together (or not)—it can be mind-stretching and a helpful, mundane activity to fight off dementia.

…Sequin is a great word, but I prefer spangle.

…Normal parents aren’t without real problems.

…I do this, and wonder why it doesn’t help.  I do that, and wonder why it makes no improvement either.  Maybe I’m just supposed to be this way, for a while anyway.

…I’d like to be the kind of person who emits optimism.  Wouldn’t everyone want to be that type of person, and if not, why not?

…What you should know is that everybody loves you.

…I still believe being hopeful is one of the most important things a person can be.

…The thing to remember is, life has a middle to it as well.

…Maybe we’re both our first beginning.  Have you ever thought about that?

…If you want, you can find me in Baggage Claim.