People go entire lives without figuring out exactly what they want from life. You already have it, and the future you and your dad have planned out for you in going to take it away from you.

Funny, how it took a little bit of pain to remember that certain parts of yourself were alive.

I keep expecting to bump into you two on the road, but maybe the universe isn’t yet ready to handle you and me side by side again.

What if she was supposed to be a painter, but no one ever gave her a brush?

Then that's what the Northern Lights are. All the lives that we're not living.

Waking up to a smell is a lot more satisfying than waking up to a noise. Instead of barging in uninvited and yanking you out into reality, smells enter your dreams with a silent knock and a polite "Excuse me?