I felt especially grateful now having the red Moleskine to confide in. Just knowing a Snarl was on the other side to read it—to possibly care—inspired my pen to move quickly in answer to his question.
Rachel CohnHope and belief. I'd always wanted hope, but never believed that I could have such an adventure on my own. That I could own it. And love it. But it happened.
Rachel CohnIt wasn’t about the fantasy. That was
now replaced with hope and belief that it could happen, for real.
The scene is very Sopranos meets Rent.
Rachel CohnTag: musical rent favorite-musical
One of the failures of cellular communication is that tiredness often comes across as sadness.
Rachel CohnTeenage boys cannot be trusted. Their intentions are not pure.
Rachel CohnWhat I’m sorry about is not being a tipsy idiot when you found me. I’m sorry about that, obviously, but more sorry that my stupidity caused us to lose a great opportunity. I don’t imagine you would have met me and fallen crazy in love with me, but I would like to think
that if you’d had a chance to meet me under different circumstances, something just as nice could have happened.
We could have become friends.
I feel like you may be a special and kind person. And I would like to make it my business to know special and kind people. Especially if they are boys my age.
Rachel CohnThe reward is in the risk. You can’t stay hidden inside Grandpa’s overprotective cloak forever. You’ve seemed like you needed to grow out of that for a while. Mom and Dad going away, and the red notebook, these things just helped. Now it’s up to you to
Rachel CohnI thought about the bigger picture of my life, and about the people—and particularly the guys—I would encounter during my lifetime. How would I ever know when that moment was right, when expectation met anticipation and formed … connection?
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