This is a book of paragraphs. Of thoughts. Of streams of consciousness. Of love. Of loneliness. This is a book about every person's search to find what it is that makes them feel invincible, and every person's struggle to win that internal war which rages within them. Do not read this all at once. Read it a paragraph at a time. This book is not a shot of tequila. It is a cup of tea on a cold, winter afternoon in Colorado. Sip it.