(Due to what's going on with this thread, any comment will be treated as meta.)

Well, fuck. Isn't this a cheerful subject.

I usually don't lose things. Things can be replaced, anyway, but I've always been careful and protective of the things that I own ( Read more... )

Ben, my grandfather, was very religious. He'd go to mass whenever he could, and he'd pray every night without fail. I remember that, whenever we had money problems, he'd read the bible almost as if to keep clinging onto his faith, somehow. And it worked, I guess, because that same faith helped him hold on for many years ( Read more... )

( I shouldn't have left. )

( Second day of being thirty, and I'm still trying to figure out how I feel about that. )

Was there really a right reaction to finding out that someone had ultimately been responsible for the death of your child? Could anyone really say what the right process of dealing with that was?

( If there was a 'right' way for any of that, Michael couldn't care less about it. )

As Michael waited for Lauren to arrive, he idly drummed his fingers on the table of the booth where he was sitting. His stare was fixed on the door, expecting her to show up any minute now. He had talked to her a few hours ago, no longer able to just keep wondering that thing that had been plaguing him for weeks now ( Read more... )

When he had left Chicago earlier in the day after not being there for even twenty-four hours, it had started to rain; nothing too bad at the time, even if now the weather channel was mentioning something about thunderstorms in the area. As he stood in his balcony, though, staring out at the city of Boston, he had to smile a little at the fact that ( Read more... )

Every night when he gets home, he stands next to his crib, and almost as if part of his routine he scoops the little boy up and cradles him safely in his arms. It's a way of reassuring himself that he's there; that his son is safe. Aidan never wakes throughout the time Michael just keeps holding him, he only keeps on sleeping peacefully, leaving ( Read more... )

( Thursday Night: Hide and Seek )

It means a way for life to come back and kick your ass for fucking up in the past ( Read more... )