“I don’t know what they are called, the spaces between seconds– but I think of you always in those intervals.”

“I don’t know what they are called, the spaces between seconds– but I think of you always in those intervals.”

“I am gone tomorrow. And there and gone again by the time you read this.”

“Like all stories of creators who bring life from the dead, his story began with a struggling butcher, who chased a gray cat, caught it, took off its studded collar, and slit its throat.”

“Missing you is worse than Pittsburgh.”

“I don’t know what they are called, the spaces between seconds– but I think of you always in those intervals.”