Life’s meant to be lived blind—that’s how you don’t take shit for granted.

“There aren't any syringes." Red Sox came over and held a sterile pack out. When…”

“Three a.m. in downtown Caldwell, New York, gave you just enough obstacles to ke…”

“How'm I doin'?" Jim asked in his own voice—hey, he could talk out of the bastar…”

“She wanted to say something smart and kind, put together some combination of wo…”