By following my heart I came to you, I only forgot to take something back with me. For my thoughts are still with you.
Writing a nonfiction story is like cracking a safe. It seems impossible at the beginning, but once you're in, you're in.
I was a shy, awkward sort of a boy and my father's frequent absences from home, along with my hero worship for him, made me even shyer.
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