...that without a strong ethical boundary dictating your life decisions, the invitation to slippery slopes and relinquishing autonomy is a Hallmark card designed to disappear into the mud.

...that, as I continue down the path of time, it is sleep that seems most important and elusive.

...that both hope and fear are just emotional hallucinations projected on a reality that doesn’t care. The future is a rabid dog. It doesn’t love you. It doesn’t hate you. It just bites.

...that religating the past is a Sisyphean task that distracts from the imperative of progress.

...that the trend to create justification back stories for villainous characters is directly connected to our need to rationalize our own shitty behavior.

...that empathy is a limited and local resource. Expanding one’s desire to empathize with an increasing number of people spreads it thin like too little butter on too much bread.

...that anxiety and grit are like two characters in a dark comedy—each one flawed, but when they work together, they can create something powerful.

...that being naked in your home is liberating and suddenly makes you feel better about your body.

...that if you reward people screaming at you by giving in to their demands, you train them and others to scream at you with impunity.

...that the fake Spring (always around the end of February or beginning of March) in Chicago is something special. All of sudden people are out in shirt sleeves and walking the lakefront. A week later, it’ll be like a dream we all had but a really good one.