note #39

I miss the blue skies of Earth. For some, they are a genetic memory; for others - for most - they are a legend born out of childhood stories. There is an extremely small minority that actually have seen the skies from Earth, though fewer still who saw them when they were blue.

note #38

the reason they have parks closed at night is so that the monsters can come out and use them.

note #37

"Love," she whispered, "is such a capricious thing."

note #36

if fuck-ups were like spelling mistakes, i'd be screwed.

note #35

he went his way carefully through the town and, in time, he went away.

note #34

in this town it's always a perfect day.
in this town i think i'll stay.

note #33

"i just put the check in the cubby hole!"
"you sound so proud about that."
"yeah!"
"it'll be like the first time cloe puts the square in the square box."
"i've been trying to teach her that. she just sticks it in her mouth."

a truth about children.

note #32

i'm sorry to the owner of the little blue-grey car outside who now has a cracked windshield. some asshat decided he was gonna climb onto your roof rack and yell at his friend down the street until that friend got up to your car, then he climbed down and they ran off laughing like retards. i'm sorry that he broke your window on his way down and that there was nothing i could do about it. i hope you have insurance that will cover it. i don't even think leaving a note on your car would help you feel any better. i'm sorry for this thing i witnessed.

note #31

"life done gave you roses, but you're gonna have to steal the stars for yourself"

note #30

a friend repeating what she stated to her aunts who were reading a hair dye box: "it's not that you can't see the words, it's that you're reading the wrong ones."

apparently they were attempting to read without their glasses and were looking at the spanish instructions.

note #29

all of my somedays have passed me by and i have to wonder: did they ever truly matter?