I haven't written in a really long time because I haven't felt much in a really long time. And I'm grateful and angry for that all at once.

I think I like Thursday nights because they make you think. They make you think about how your sister's last name was Dodge, and now it's Peacock, and about how much neater your handwriting is now that you're a school teacher.

I think that most the time God smiles. I say most the time because frowning isn't futile, and He knows that. I think that when He smiles, He's laughing at us. Not the mean kind of laughing, the kind that you do when you remember something particularly wonderful.

Like where you were when you first heard I Wanna Get Better by Bleachers, or whatever your equivalent is, because I think we all know what I'm talking about. If you don't have an equivalent, you can claim I Wanna Get Better because I've always been good at sharing. Except, not people. I'm really bad at sharing people, because when you walk into my life you automatically mean something, and I don't know if that's good or bad. For you, I mean. No, wait, I take that back. I think I really was talking about me.