We All Know The Sound

I Didn't Feel Physically Sick. But Mentally. My Mind Was Twisting In So Many Ways. (...) We Once Saw A Documentary On Migraines. One Of The Men Interviewed Used To Fall On His Knees And Bang His Head Against The Floor, Over And Over During Attacks. This Diverted The Pain From Deep Inside His Brain, Where He Couldn't Reach It, To A Pain Outside That He Had Control Over.

Josh Will Begin Disappearing Into A Future Where The Only Place He And I Remain Friends Is On The Internet.

When You Write A Book For Publication, You're Writing It For Other People To Read.

God, I Am Freaking Out. Maybe He Doesn’t Know. Maybe I Just Look Guilty Of Something And He’s Picking Up On That.

My Breathing Begins To Slow. The Tension In My Muscles Starts To Relax. Then, A Click In The Headphones. A Slow Breath Of Air. I Open My Eyes To Bright Moonlight. And Hannah, With Warmth. Thank You.