Confessions on the 7:45

by Lisa Unger

But mainly, people were so wrapped up in their own inner hurricane that they never saw anything outside the storm of themselves.

At the end of the day, when you close your eyes before sleep, think about it. What do we all want? We want to love and be loved. We want to belong. We want to see the world, but we want to go home to the embrace of people who care. That’s all there is. There isn’t more.”

someone. There was no undoing the bad without losing the good. That was the trick of it all. The tangle of life. Just move forward, recalculate, recalibrate, find a new path.