The Box (part 7)
She bounded away to the nearest cluster of trees…
She bounded away to the nearest cluster of trees…
Or, how to learn a foreign language in a month.
And she climbed down beside me, tangling the two of us in a web of half a dozen blankets…
“There’s just no good guys/girls in my life right now…” Make excuses or moves.
In this intimate saga, we lose ourselves and simultaneously come alive to a hunger for beauty through the soul of Lady Bird. We are reminded of our own awkward hunt for identity.
Whether you have six-pack abs or a beer gut, you can do these things…
I don’t celebrate his death; I’m more brokenhearted by how he lived his life.
“I’m romantic as heck.”
It takes us to a place where pain and rejection don’t exist, but neither does beauty or intimacy.
I was afraid. That’s what good kisses do; they put a little bit of fear inside of you.









