QUOTE : Sometimes when things break, you can hold them together for<br />a while with string or glue or tape. Sometimes, nothing will hold<br />what’s broken, and the pieces fly all over, and though you think you<br />might be able to find them all again, one or two will always be<br />missing.<br />I flew apart. I broke. I shattered like a crystal vase dropped on a<br />concrete floor, and pieces of me scattered all over. Some of them I<br />was glad to see go. Some I never wanted to see again.