The most important things are the hardest to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them — words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they’re brought out.
It’s the oldest story in the world. One day, you’re 17 and you’re planning for someday. And then quietly, without your ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life.
So much to absorb here.
yup. If only I could get Dan to dress like this. Dan, are you reading this?