Happy People Read and Drink Coffee

Life was reasserting itself and I didn’t want to fight it any more

I did everything to get back to the world of the living and stop wallowing in paranoid delusions.

I went into the kitchen to get my next fix of caffeine

I blew them off onto the floor.

The ashtrays were still overflowing; empty cups, takeout containers, and bottles were strewn all over the coffee table.

She’s the one who counts

A little later, I’d nearly reached my goal: I’d been walking for more than an hour across the heath.

“What do you expect of me?” he finally asked.
“That you take control of your life, and . . . make certain decisions.”
He lit a cigarette and turned away.
“It’s complicated. I can’t give you an answer, not now.”

Edward didn’t want to commit to anyone. He always thought that love relationships were destined to fail. To him, if you fall in love, you suffer in the end because you’ll be betrayed and abandoned. So he always had relationships that were going nowhere, until the day he met her.

It’s almost impossible for him to trust anyone. He’s convinced he’ll either be betrayed or abandoned. He taught me to get along by myself and not to count on anyone.