Bum Life

Change isn’t always comfortable, but it is a fact of life.

The things that matter don’t necessarily make sense.

Reading is a bit like hallucinating.

There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.

There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Other people will try to make you miserable; don’t help them by doing the job yourself.

But just because you’re strong and resilient doesn’t mean you never need someone to be there for you, to take care of you.

That awkward moment when you’ve already said “what” three times and still have no idea what the person said, so you just agree.