I've Always Sort Of Wondered:

I Close My Eyes, Thinking That There Is Nothing Like An Embrace After An Absence, Nothing Like Fitting My Face Into The Curve Of His Shoulder And Filling My Lungs With The Scent Of Him.

Talking Out Loud To Fictional Characters Is Just The Tip Of The Iceberg.

You Can Be Strapped To The Most Stable Chair And Still Feel The World Give Way Beneath You.

Doing The Right Thing For Someone Else Occasionally Means Doing Something That Feels Wrong To You.

I Think That Different Things Sell In Different Countries.