The world should not be spun by fear. Please don't force me to summarize our conversations into a single-sentenced threat. If I could be brave enough to tell something to your face, world, that would be it. Stop already.
Words like sacrifice and limitation don't do me any good, I'm sorry to say.
I'm sorry to say that I'm the one spinning. Habitual lies, mindful lies, protective lies, useless lies.
Lies are as much protection as the glass windows on the twenty-sixth floor. There could be a falling out, and I could get sucked out from my airplane seat into the night
at thirty-thousand feet.
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