...but It Doesn't Feel Crazy

I Was Wishing I Was Invisible. Outside, The Leaves Were Falling To The Ground, And I Was Infinitely Sad, Sad Down To My Bones. I Was Sad For Phoebe And Her Parents And Prudence And Mike, Sad For The Leaves That Were Dying, And Sad For Myself, For Something I Had Lost.

Life Is Like A Bowl Of Spaghetti. Every Once In A While, You Get A Meatball.

I Tried. Can't Do It. Brain's Empty.

...but It Doesn't Feel Crazy To Us. It Feels Like What We Do.

Every Character Is Asking: Whats My Place? Why Am I Here? I Dont Want The Answer To Be Just Because. You Find Your Own Purpose. Each Finds The Reason To Be Here And How To Contribute.