Sometimes when you don't talk about something, the weight of it will build up so much that it's unmanageable.

That's what I'm dealing with right now, and I don't know exactly where to start.

How does one quantify beauty? How can you describe love?

I'm so intensely emotional right now that I can't quite put the right words in place. And what's most distressing to me, is that despite my illusions of control and my penchant for turning a clever phrase, I have no idea how this story is going to end.