Euphoria

I am not a religious person and so I don't believe in miracles.

When somebody dies, he goes to the exact same place he was before he was born.

I fear death because I don't know how the hell I'm going to die and if I had a choice I would stay young and live for all eterninty...I swear I would if I was given the choice.

Saying that makes me fully aware that I will fade and wither and die and there's nothing I can do about it.

My book characters are luckier than me. They struggle to figure out what the hell it is that they want and how ready they are to face their fears, to face their truth. But, they have all the choices in the world. They can do everything they want with the only condition to know what that is.

Power, recognition, love, succeess, domination, peace, potential, change, continuity, oblivion, sleep, life, death.

When I smell chocolate being baked in the kitchen, when I feel it melt on the roof of my mouth,

 I truly believe that I have it all figured out and that things will work out for me. That perhaps it will be a while before I grow old and die and I will get my chance to choose wisely and manage to sell the tale.

...and then the chocolate is gone.