Died of a broken heart.

"The game will be over, your Queen'll be dead. Once the Queen is dead the King is useless.... What's that about?... I don't know. maybe he's too depressed to fight. He really loved her, you know."

Melissa and I have been searching for the origin of this quote for months upon months. It has constantly been in the back of my mind, lurking, never giving me a moments peace.

I have re-read countless books, re-watched hundreds of movies. I have tried to retrace every footstep. But that is impossible.

I have googled it. I have searched loads of quotes.

I have asked nearly every person I know if they have heard it, desperate.

I have spent sleepless nights wondering if I would spend the rest of my life not knowing, if I would die not knowing. My worst fear became that I would never know.

I cannot let things go. I wonder until I know.

And today I figured it out. It is from "Penelope". And I breathed one huge sigh of relief. Today I walk in the light.

Devin means poet.

I just googled my brother's name and the first thing to pop up was a link to a poem he wrote years ago called "Ode to Oatmeal". Which is hilarious. I miss that kid.

Eyes can't look at you any other way.

My life in six words.

Things end badly, make good stories.

Yeah. That pretty much sums it up.

I've got nothing to do today but smile.

Last night I got a telephone call from my puppy dog, Clive. Somehow Meagan's phone was in the backyard and he picked it up. And called me. We got bonds, baby, just try to break them.

I love the sound of you walking away.

Clive and I, we are are creatures of habit.


Yes, Clivers (Not to be confused with "cleavers" though that may be more accurate considering the state of my hands after he is done walking me.) and I still go for a walk every morning that I am home. Even when it snows. I like when things are consistent.