“It was strange walking through the empty apartment. My battered purple room was gone, Brittany’s bruised blue was gone. Two coats covered everything. It was like none of it had ever happened.” — Kimberly Novosel Copy Share Image
“Unfortunately, he still hadn’t asked for my number, or a date, or my hand in marriage, and my drink was getting low.” — Kimberly Novosel Copy Share Image
“On day one of the drive, I saw my first dome sky. The world was so flat that I could see the level horizon… — Kimberly Novosel Copy Share Image
“Even though I always came back, he said he was always watching me leave.” — Kimberly Novosel Copy Share Image
“I remembered learning from my favorite professor at Belmont to “surround yourself with people who are better than you,” and I was now living… — Kimberly Novosel Copy Share Image
“The voice sang on, “I am ready, I am ready, I am fine. I am fine, I am fine, I am fine.” I played… — Kimberly Novosel Copy Share Image
“I used to cover my windows in heavy curtains, never drawn. Now I danced in the sunlight on my hardwood floors.” — Kimberly Novosel Copy Share Image
“I didn’t answer. We were not buddies. We could not chat about the proximity of our offices, or football, or forgiveness.” — Kimberly Novosel Copy Share Image
“I thought about how the past can become so small. An entire day, 24 separate, heavy hours, becomes the size of a tiny brown… — Kimberly Novosel Copy Share Image
“Each guy stamped the passport of my heart. “You’re worthy.” Stamp. “You’re enough.” “You have not failed completely.” Stamp, stamp.” — Kimberly Novosel Copy Share Image
“I threw his framed picture off my balcony just to hear my heart break.” — Kimberly Novosel Copy Share Image
