It’s time to speak the words I too often hide.
Because, actually, silence can kill.
And words can change the world for the better.
It’s time to love my life like I only have one.
Because I do only have one.
Well, that’s what some people think, anyway.
It’s time to answer the questions that hide within the book of me.
I can’t erase them until I’ve answered them.
And I need more room in that book to write the rest of my life.
It’s time for me to stop letting the big meanies win all the time.
Because big meanies think that doughnuts are only for eating.
I mean, really. Whoever would think a sensible thing like that?