“Looking back on everything, I still can't specifically locate the point of inflection. I don't have the answer to where exactly it all went wrong. Maybe life got in the way. But that answer doesn't entirely make sense to me. Life always gets in the way, even when you are with everyone you could possibly imagine and even when you are not. I guess it's not about life getting in the way but rather about the degree to which we allow it to. Maybe there wasn't a specific point of inflection but a series of points and turns along the way.”
Book:And Comets Pass Away