I can't think again. Not ever again. I don't know if you've ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that.

“Mi sento come... infinito.”

“As you see the opening get closer, you just can't get fast enough. And finally,…”

“And he made a home run, and his team won the state championship. The greatest t…”

“How about your favorite book?" "This Side of Paradise by From. Scott Fitzgerald…”