A direct hit of the senses and you are disconnected

and there are those days where I feel as much as I want to ignore the feeling I get when you smile.

I just can't.

Wipe the village clean off the map

"Are you following me?" he asks, but doesn't meet my gaze.

"Yeah," I say.

"Why?"

I give him the only honest and true answer I have.

"You're where I want to be."

I've got one two three

Dear friend,

I feel great! I really mean it.

I have to remember this for the next time I'm having a terrible week.

Have you ever done that?

You feel really bad, and then it goes away, and you don't know why.

I try to remind myself when I feel great like this that there will be another terrible week coming someday, so I should store up as many great details as I can, so during the next terrible week, I can remember those details and believe that I'll feel great again.

It doesn't work a lot, but I think it's very important to try.

Under, Me and You

"You can't measure the mutual affection of two human beings by the number of words they exchange."

— Milan Kundera

10:47

Snowflakes fall

from a sunny sky – We are

improbable.

10:47

-1°C | 30°F

Current: Snow Showers

Wind: E at 8 km/h

Humidity: 100%

Ain't that enough courtesy laughs

I read my future in a fortune cookie

Without any safety procedure in mind.

The repartee and argument

..you be my Arthur Miller and I will be your Marilyn Monroe