Old words; words that nearly brought me to my knees.

Live free or die

“It's surprisingly nice out here, peaceful and pretty-strange to be standing in …”

“The guard's name was Mo, short for Molasses, as in slow as molasses or thick as…”

“My first kiss. A new kind of kiss, like the new kind of music still playing, so…”

“We all need mantras, I guess - stories we tell ourselves to keep us going.”