Jess

“I read, I daydreamed, I wandered the city so ardently in part because it was a means of wandering in my thoughts, and my thoughts were runaways, constantly taking me away in the midst of the conversation, the meal, the class, the work, the play, the dance, the party. They were a place I wanted to be, thinking, musing, analyzing, imagining, hoping, tracing connections, integrating new ideas, but they grabbed me and ran with me from the situations at hand over and over. I disappeared in the middle of conversations, sometimes because I was bored but just as often because someone said something so interesting that my mind chased after the idea they offered and lost track of the rest of what they said. I lived in a long reverie for years, went days without much interruption to it, which was one of the gifts of solitude.”
― Rebecca Solnit, Recollections of My Nonexistence: A Memoir

“I’m a soldier,’ Nathan said. ‘We’re all soldiers, now. Soldiers don’t leave people behind.”
― Barry Kirwan, When the children come

“My room is the safest place my body has. My mind doesn’t really have a safe place.”
― Anna Whateley

“ADHD is not a mental illness even though the government says it is. It is an amazing blessing if you learn how to use it and stop using it to play a victim.”
― Shayne Neal, From Misery to Happiness: A poetic journey through love, loss, and second chances.