I knocked on the door, not ready to face the man who answered. My hands slid back into my pockets, now moist with anticipation. My heart....

The silence left me alone with my own thoughts. I'm not sure that was a better alternative then blasting music to drown out my mind...

I never worry about much. I wake up, eat a quick breakfast, if you can call it that, and go to work. I always said when I was growing up...