Yesterday morning, I got the email I had been waiting for since last year: the list of novels that made it past the first round of Amazon’s Breakthrough Novel Award contest had been put up.
Society is a crazy thing.
3. Meet the one you are destined to spend your life together with.
I got rear-ended on Tuesday.
You are the poetry that reveals the beauty in the tragedy.
On a bitter, blustering day, barely a week before the race, I laced up my shoes, slipped on my headband, and stated, “It’s time to go running again.”
Don’t listen to the pretty girl, because how could she ever relate?
Sometimes it’s hard to stick to the belief that everything happens for a reason.
I’m sorry, Zeus, but I’m leaving my post. The quest for happiness is a misguided one and I have no interest in pushing the boulder anymore.
Maybe all the bad things in their life happened because they didn’t love that Person.