You can’t trust other people. If it’s important, you have to do it yourself.
I never felt the urge to jump off a bridge, but there are times I have wanted to jump out of my life, out of my skin.
Never put more into a relationship than you get out. That’s called servitude.
I keep looking, though I don’t know why. I know what I’ll find and I’m never wrong. It happens mostly late at night when I can’t sleep and I find myself reminiscing about the talks we used to have; late at night, with only the moon to light our way. I can’t even remember what we discussed that night on the tennis court, but I know it changed something in me. You always had a way of challenging me, of making me see the world in new ways. I know you’re out there, watching from the shadows. You always were. You may always be. There’s some comfort in that, but it’s also maddening. I wonder what the point of it all was; what were you looking for? What did you need? I suppose I’ll never know. I dreamt about you again the other night. You were on the mountain top but this time the blanket around your shoulders was black instead of green. I think you were trying to say goodbye. I wish that just once you could have done it face to face, but maybe that’s a door you’re afraid to shut. Maybe, doing so, ends a chapter in your life you still have yet to reconcile. I don’t know. Like most things about you I don’t think I’ll ever fully understand.
I do know some things about me, however, and I know I can’t keep looking. Life is about moving forward, not looking back, and sometimes there’s no resolution, no fixing of the things that got broken along the way. I hope you’re alright; that someday you step out of all that darkness and find the light again. I hope someday you find happiness and peace.
The tennis court is closed. So it goes.
Everything is nothing, with a twist.
The Universe is under no obligation to make sense to you
I don’t know why people teach kids about ‘pimples’ and ‘hormones’ and ‘armpit hair’, and refrain from telling them that if they don’t achieve their billion-dollar dreams at the age of twenty-one, there will still be much more to life. And that when you fail at your first job, it isn’t going to be the end of the world. And eventually you will realize that each person’s world is different and your only job is to figure out what your best world can be.