Was he an alcoholic? What was that? Someone who drinks all the time? Who can't say no to a drink? Who drinks in secret? Somebody who anticipates the next drink before he's finished with the one in front of him?

To see her, amid all of it. To see that contentment and beauty were not unattainable things.

Why is it that we rejoice at a birth and grieve at a funeral? It is because we are not the person involved.

I find that unless we are very, very careful there can be a difference between who we are and the stories we tell ourselves about who we are.

Written By Daniel Abraham

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