Amandanell

“Please, please don't try hurting me, my friends.
I wouldn't forgive myself If I had to kill you all.”
― Toba Beta, My Ancestor Was an Ancient Astronaut

“She throws away the inedible toast and looks at me, her blue eyes sad. “I'm a bad cook.”

My first inclination is to say, “You're just realizing this now?”, but I don't. Instead I shrug. “You're good at a lot of other things.”

“I can't crochet either.”

I purse my lips to keep from agreeing. “Well...you—”

“And I can't sing. I don't even remember the shade of my natural hair color and I've had this outfit since the eighties.”

I glance at her red top and tan pants. Yeah. Those should really go—along with a lot of other things in the house. “You're sort of making it hard for me to make you feel better when you keep tossing all the things you aren't good at, at me.” I brighten. “You can dance! You're a great dancer.”

“I'm having a mid-life crisis.”

“You're forty-six,” I scoff. “You're too young for that. I mean, maybe in four years...”
― Lindy Zart, Roomies

“Don't be pushed around by the fears in your mind. Be led by the dreams in your heart.”
― Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart

“Everyone always wants to know how you can tell when it's true love, and the answer is this: when the pain doesn't fade and the scars don't heal, and it's too damned late.”
― Jonathan Tropper, The Book of Joe