Flicker in the Night

I haven't posted here in a while, but I haven't stopped writing footnotes, either. I moved over to Twitter. It's easier to post...

This is the silence and we are the end. This is the sadness and we are

Things I want to ask you, like late at night when you're listening to music, do you ever find something so good you delay going to bed?...

Her mind was in parentheses.

The answer was simple, even though what she had to do was complicated.

I have a theory, but you aren't going to like it.

Did you know as you were falling how far down you were going? Was it a controlled descent, or did you make a mistake?

She's on a different frequency. I thought you knew.

When I'm so sure of destiny, I question sanity.

If I seem distracted, I promise it's not you.