“Listen. When I lost my dad, I wanted to curl up in a hole somewhere. I wanted to sit in bed all day with the covers over my head and the lights out. I didn’t want to go to school, or hang out, or even have to talk to anybody. When you get a hole like that ripped in your life, the last thing you want to do is stuff it with all that other junk.”
#Lovelines
From: DREAMER
Topic: “Lost”
The memories burst inside me of recitals and competitions, spinning and flying through the air as my partners lift me or I leap impossibly high. I throw my arms around myself and laugh out loud. “Oh my God!” I say. “I can dance!”
#LoveLines
Topic: “Lift”
From: TRAVELER
. . . invading my personal space to the point where I can feel his breath fan my lips.
“But I do love a woman with gumption,” he adds.
#LoveLines
From: TRAVELER
Topic: “Breath”
I stroll to the bow and the ship rises and dips gently beneath me as I drink in the fresh sea air and the waning sun on my face.
#LoveLines
Topic: “Cruisin'”
From: DREAMER
I let my mind wander through the remnants of a dream I once had with leafy memories and the smell of pinecones and fireplaces.
#LoveLines
Topic: “Dream”
From: TRAVELER
