The Only Thing That Everyone Needs To

He Was Feeling Buoyant, Flexible. He Wanted To Go Jogging. He Stood. He Couldn't Go Jogging. He Called Room Service And Ordered A Basket Of Breads And Pastries.

Most People Would Trade Everything They Know, Everyone They Know- They'd Trade It All To Know They've Been Seen, And Acknowledged, That They Might Even Be Remembered. We All Know We Die. We All Know The World Is Too Big For Us To Be Significant. So All We Have Is The Hope Of Being Seen, Or Heard, Even For A Moment.

We Are All Feeding From Each Other, All The Time, Every Day.

But There Was Something Psychological Happening There That Was Just A Little Bit Different. And The Other Thing Was, There Was No Stigma. Kids Weren't Going Into The 'center-for-kids-that-need-more-help' Or Something Like That. It Was 826 Valencia.

All I Ever Wanted Was To Know What To Do.