And now she must continue the day as if the strange dream hadn’t picked up her life and shaken it upside down like a snow globe, dislodging everything that wasn’t glued down."The Dream Jumper's Promis...
I felt numb, I felt empty. I was a shell, an abandoned chrysalis, a tomb lying in wait for the dead
The girl I’d been just an hour ago was gone; she’d been obliterated. I had no idea who I was, now.
There are some wounds unreachable by words, some sins immune to apology.
At a certain age almost all the questions a person asks him or herself are really just about one thing: how should you live your life?
