An Interlude

"Life is kind of like a jelly doughnut-- no beginning or ending-- just a whole lot of middle."

"She looked up at the sky gettin' soft peach-pink, and whispered, 'You think they're still up there?'"

"It all became very apparent to me that, somewhere in the median of fiction and fact, I had lost my objective."

"But that was okay. 'Cause I had potential, she said."

"Being there was like closing my eyes and taking a long nap, rockin' back and forth on a porch swing."