Our lives are never a straight solid highway. Instead, it's almost always a long winding path through the woods, crossing over trees, jumping across tiny streams of self-doubt and love. Few, if any, know how to make sense out of it, let alone deal with it. It's a forest full of scenarios and questions that they could've never foreseen.

So they think. They think and wonder. About a broken vending machine. About a man who rivals god, pacing nervously through a hospital. About love. And about a promised world that was supposed to be so much better than it actually is.

Within these pages are a collection of such musings. Stray fertile thoughts that begin when the moon is highest in the sky. A collection of nights spent wondering and writing. It's an anthology of I wish and what ifs, and you're welcome to join.