I'm Only A Man

Knowledge once gained casts a light beyond its own immediate boundaries.

The real world is where the monsters are.

We are all books because we have spines and stories to tell.

When I was about eight, I decided that the most wonderful thing, next to a human being, was a book.

I’ll read my books and I’ll drink coffee and I’ll listen to music, and I’ll bolt the door.

“Alright Noah! You can do this.” She gave him an encouraging smile, relieved to hear that he was taking steps for himself to move on. Besides Sarah firmly believed such an act could be very cathartic. Cleansing in a way. 

Noah nodded as he looked down at the sweater he was holding, he had never even liked it much, but Lorelei had insisted he wear it all the time. It still felt weird to burn it though. “Yeah, I mean, I guess I just ... toss it in?”

It has been said, ‘time heals all wounds.’ I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone.