I’m gonna be a famous writer. Just need to learn how sentences work and think up something worth writing about.

But the important part, the inner core of passion and truth that must be shared before I explode—Oh, I got that.

Got it bubbling up so bad I’m gonna burst. Split apart from the stress of it. Cannot breathe under its crushing weight...So painfully heavy, all I can do is remain quiet.

M: I've read that book. Did you kill the Dragon yet?

Y: No, but I'm going to beat it this time. Starting again on Monday...Can I get you a Latte?

M: No, I'm trying to stick to green tea. Less calories and caffeine. Got to treat our bodies like a temple, right?

Y: You're crazy. My temple needs caffeine and cream to function. They're my friends.

M: I guess there are worse friends to have. Is anbody going to stop with you?

Y: My wife says she will, but I don't know. Last time she gave in after 2 days, so I think I'm gonna have to do it without her.

M: That's going to be hard. I haven't been able to stop, even with my wife's constant nagging. Maybe we can help each other.

Y: Not sure I can help, but it would be nice to have a friend in the battle.

M: Wanna meet here at the same time next week to share our war stories?

Y: I'll look forward to it.