Sunday, February 12, 2017

Everything overwhelms me. People overwhelm me. Sometimes their presence overwhelms me, sometimes their absence does. And then to come back and spill all their gory details on paper seems like I'm bloodying my hands with their misdeeds. That's probably why I have little or no sympathy for those who spend all of their days making themselves look great by bringing other people down. Dragging everyone to their pity party. If you have to make another person seem terrible to make you look nice, are you really all that nice after all? 

Friday, February 10, 2017

Sunday, February 5, 2017

You can't own people. You can pluck them out of their garden and lay them next to you. Stamp their foreheads with your name. Put your mark. Lay your claim. But  you still can't own people. You can only love them and hope they love you back.