Vivian’s Reviews > King Mai > Status Update

To say that I am emotionally compromised is an understatement. I don't know if I'll ever find a way to write a review, but percolating.

You surrender to grief and failure and inevitable death. With whatever time remains, you play.

I never promised curiosity would be an easy mantle to bear. It’s a friendly enough word, sounding like a painted merry-go-round of blinking, colored lights with horses on shining poles.

--Curiosity is crack. There's no cure, you just keep searching. Just one more answer. One more.

Only in our darkest moments can true majesty blaze.

He says, “I would expect a mechanic to take better care of his truck.”

“Oh, c’mon. Have you ever heard an engine purr like this one? Seriously. Listen. That purring is the sound of machine sex.”

---Yes, yes... YES! So true. A gorgeous car with a crap engine is so sad, disappointing.

Compassion where there is no cause for kindness defines the Found Ones.

Being seen for who you truly are is not always pleasant, even the good stuff. Many men find anger easier than vulnerability.

--I'm editing "men" to people, and it is absolutely true.

Fear, always the eyeless scarecrow, hugs our unique weaknesses with straw arms, poking us in surprising places, making it difficult to breathe.

--I forgot the uniqueness of Vin. I distrusted my memory, but he's as OTT as ever. Why is there always pain in growing?