Sometimes God puts people exactly where they need to be. Even when they don’t know it.

Tonight had been a swirling, sweaty shitstorm of blind chance and left-field surprises. Not.

Inhale. Count to five. Exhale. Forward motion.

You’re the sum of every trait I’ve ever hated in a human being.

Be polite, be courteous, but have a plan to kill everyone you meet.

Sometimes he felt like a man with a fork trapped in a world of soup.

Too much caffeine, not enough sleep. This wasn’t a movie. This was just real life.

History doesn’t quite repeat itself, but damn, it sure can rhyme.

There’s refuge in normalcy – if you can hold onto it.

The easiest lies to tell are the true ones.