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"Stop that," I would say from time to time, and she would try, but the itching was unbearable.

I had allowed my self-worth to be defined by the way other people perceived me.

As I was wheeled upstairs, I could see that all ER staff eyes were upon me looking sympathetic, almost guilty.

I walked out into the daylight, shocked that the world hadn't changed. What was WRONG with everybody?

Keep trying.

Maybe I will just have to live with not writing the perfect Romance novel.

Scout had taken over my life and I was starting to resent it

One thing I've learned is that there are a lot of people like me out there, people who can't focus any better than I can but who still love to learn new things, only in bite-sized pieces.

I found myself getting homesick for San Diego.

Do I want to know the truth? I'm not sure.