I sometimes lie awake at night wishing I had all the answers. But I guess only God has all of them, while I only have one answer: I do. Now I just have to wait for the perfect question to use it on.

“The elevator wasn’t empty; it was full of fragrance. The perfume that lingered …”

“Your dinner is mocking me. I’ll kill it and eat it.”

“Someday I want to write a sixteen-syllable Haiku about the death and disappeara…”

“Two bricks, parallel and horizontal, equals an equal sign.
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