September Girls

You will see me again in commercial breaks and in the bridges of songs and the change of seasons and in the moments just before sleep. You will see me in the spaces between.

We never get what we want.
But who does, really?

Where is home? I wanted to ask

We are still becoming. But becoming what?

Sometimes you can locate a truer version of the truth somewhere in a total lie

because the moment you remember to be happy about summer is always the same moment that you remember that it will be over pretty soon.

because the moment you remember to be happy about summer is always the same moment that you remember that it will be over pretty soon.
This year Sophie and Sebastian

love is strange and dangerous.

We have heard a lot about “love.” We have a hard time understanding it, but we don’t feel too bad; we have heard that it’s a difficult concept for many people.
Without a full understanding, it’s hard to decide whether it’s real. We are divided. Among those of us who do believe, we are divided again as to whether it’s a good thing—a gift, a miracle—or a corruptive force.

And just when I thought I’d managed to put her aside for a minute, an hour, I’d close my eyes and see her face again.