A Million Little Pieces. I wanted the stories in the book to ebb and flow, to have dramatic arcs, to have the tension that all great stories require.

The Young Man came to the Old Man seeking counsel.
I broke something, Old Man.
How badly is it broken?
It's in a million little pieces.
I'm afraid I can't help you.
Why?
There's nothing you can do.
Why?
It can't be fixed.
Why?
It's broken beyond repair. It's in a million little pieces.

Are we biology or God or something higher? I know my heart beats and I listen to it. The beat is biology, but what is the song?

I'm tired of making people sad and I'm tired of disappointing them and I'm tired of seeing them break. I have seen this too many times. He will be the last.

I could see the ebb and flow. It wasn't going to be like that forever.

Every flow has its ebb.