Dirty Letters

by Vi Keeland

Once panic subsides, you’ll realize there was never anything to fear at all.

I only had on a pair of sweats, so I grabbed a bathrobe hanging on a hook and slid on some slippers. I looked like James Gandolfini from The Sopranos about to go grab the morning paper and wave to the FBI.

What comes easy won’t last long, and what lasts long won’t come easy.”

“Our fears are temporary—they come and go throughout life. But regret is permanent—we carry it with us forever.