2,977. I’m aware that I wasn’t alive to experience the full weight of those numbers. But I’m alive now and I know that I never got to exist on the same earth as 2,977 people. I know that on average you cross paths with 42.5 million people you’ll never see again. 42.5 million faces you’ll … Continue reading 2,977 →

I know.

I think love is best defined as the insurmountable heart ache that comes after the blizzard of whirlwind happiness. You can’t know it until you’ve lost it.

I don’t think we ever really feel at home. Every once and a while we just get glimpses of our existence where we don’t feel like we have to run.