"What a frightening thing is the human, a mass of gages, and dials, and registers, but we can read only a few and those perhaps not accurately."
Muff on the sidewalk outside my college house. March 2010.
Me and Kay, battered by summer camp, on our way to see the only movie in theatres we ever saw as couple. August 2010.
My high school friend Era at a cafe. December 2010.
A pillow fight at ACTF. January 2011.
Nac in the middle of a laughfest we were having in Raleigh. March 2011.
That's from John Steinbeck's Winter of Our Discontent.