Some things just won’t go away, no matter how hard you scrub.

“The characters' lives were so much more interesting than the lonely hearbeat of…”

“Futile. She was telling me it was useless. That I was useless.”

“I left the jutra to chop wood. I began my walk through the snow, five kilometer…”

“This town will eat you up if you’re not careful. But I won’t be here forever.”