Quotes from Jason Porter

I could feel her burrowing into my heart. I didn't know if the burrowing was like a kitten cuddling up to its mother or if it was like a chigger depositing its larvae underneath the skin of my ankles.

And this load we carry—the anger, the fatigue, the resentment, and the deathly sense of compromise that is bound to our backs or held tightly in our clenched fists—it will still exist, but we won't have to carry it, because it belongs to the past or the future, and that's not where we'll be. We will experience more, and it will weigh less.

What does it feel like to get out of bed in the morning? It feels like pulling a sequoia out of the earth with your bare hands.

I looked at the clock on the microwave. I was late for work. I find it difficult to move at that hour. Like there are ankle weights on my soul.