Joey had to stay in the van, as there were chickens running around everywhere and as educational as it would have been, the children there may not be ready to see where nuggets come from.
I didn't bother to voice my opinion that Joey is part cat and would always land on her feet.
Are we the spoiled brats of democracy? Is this where the experiment fails? Is this my Tyler Durden moment?
As she took her last breath, I collapsed on her body and wailed. I have never heard sounds like that come out of my body. It was the most raw, uncontrollable emotional reaction of my life.
I like to think that for every obnoxious fool, there are thousands of us living more quiet, happy lives that have a sense of purpose.
“You train for endurance,” he responded, “you don’t train for speed.”
He’s just so genuinely happy to see you and makes you feel important you forgive him for humping your leg.
Mile Three: A ginger held open the door to the porta-john for me. They do have souls.
I thought I was well into Act Two, but I am realizing it’s just starting.
I could be emotionally completely in the process, but physically know when to walk away because the piece was finished.
My jog is someone's run and my run is someone's walk. And that's okay.
We are all just messes of insecurity and anxiety.
I could only assume it was the mother by the intensity with which it cried.
You’re past eating cake at that point; you’re partaking in a spiritual communion bigger than the body.
Me today, I would have verbally eviscerated him and filed a complaint with the medical board. Me then was so sad and tired that I didn't say anything at all.
It was well-worn, with little water stains on the back, making me wonder whether he was studying up for some sort of court defense or if he was some right-wing nut determined stick it to the Feds.
I have this bizarre wish that I’ve annoyed someone to the point of being blocked, but then my ego kicks in and reminds me how interesting I am.
“Hell yeah random lady on the max is rocking it.”
And the closer we got to the coast, the fog hung up in the tree tops, and every little curve in the road made my soul smile because not knowing what’s ahead used to scare the shit out of me.