The Chalk Man

by C.J. Tudor

What shapes us is not always our achievements but our omissions. Not lies; simply the truths we don’t tell.

We think we want answers. But what we really want are the right answers. Human nature. We ask questions that we hope will give us the truth we want to hear. The problem is, you can’t choose your truths. Truth has a habit of simply being the truth. The only real choice you have is whether to believe it or not.

— BEING AN ADULT is only an illusion. When it comes down to it I’m not sure any of us ever really grow up.

Beneath the veneer of adulthood, beneath the layers of experience we accrue as the years march stoically onward, we are all still children, with scraped knees and snotty noses, who need our parents…and our friends.