It really sucks when someone I know doesn't say what they mean and what they feel, and then proceeds to blame me for what they have done, and gets angry at me for things they have perceived I have done and for perceptions I do not have.

Oftentimes figuring out how to say something simply is a complex process.

The process of love sometimes means unexpected detours.

It strikes me that when we feel helpless, we seek to find a reason, someone or something to blame, because somehow it gives us the illusion that we can control and fix things in the future.

Every moment is too precious for the games we play, and for the filters we use, and the masks we wear. The illusion of endless time can rob us from truly engaging fearlessly in the moment, and so can the fear of loss. If you love and care about someone, love them like there is no tomorrow, and when tomorrow comes, and you're both still here, love them some more.

When you pass hateful words from your mouth to others it is like passing gas - it stinks and no one wants to stay in your presence.