Cars are all jammed up all along the road and a light turns red and someone honks. In every one of those cars there is a story or a hundred stories. For every light on in al of those huge city buildings there is a story. No one knows what I am about to face and no one knows my story and neither do I right then.
Deb CalettiHoly Christ fate’s got a fucking sick sense of humor ” he chuckled.
Deb CalettiWe should have the right to have someone leave when we want, to only allow those in who we want in. But the truth is, people can force their way into your life whenever they choose. If they want to remind you forevermore that they exist, they will. They can reappear in a card or call or a "chance" meeting, they can remember your birthday or the day you met with some innocuous small note. No matter how little they matter in your new life, they can insist on being seen and recognized and remembered.
Deb CalettiTags: true past-loves
If you don't participate, you're just taking up oxygen. (Bunny)
Life is a banquet. Approach it with hunger. (Chuck)
Tags: life-philosophy p110
Usually you just walk and walk among people who are not of your tribe, and then suddenly, there you are, in a place that feels familiar and known.
Deb CalettiTags: life
Control was just wishful thinking, and you controlled things to hedge your bets, to be safe, to guard against loss.
Deb CalettiIt was possible, maybe, to have facts in your mind that weren't facts at all. You could build a whole life's story on false assumptions. You could make truths out of untruths and untruths out of truths. Until you spoke them, really said them out loud or checked for sure, you may not have known which were which.
Deb CalettiNo one is ever quite as strong or as weak as you'd think.
Deb CalettiI'd always thought telling the truth to other people was hard, but maybe that was a snap compared to telling the truth to yourself. Sometimes we just refused to know what we knew.
Deb CalettiBeing needed was a handy trick. It could fill you up so full you never even noticed all the places that were empty.
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