I Don't Think There Is Any Feeling

Happiness Is Excitement That Has Found A Settling Down Place, But There Is Always A Little Corner That Keeps Flapping Around.

I've Been The Oldest Child Since Before You Were Born

I'm Not Sure That Love And Like Aren't Like Cats And Dogs: One Can't Grow Up To Be The Other, But They Can Be Taught To Live Under The Same Roof.

But Happiness Is Not Always Loud And Bright And Crowded. Happiness Ripens Like A Watermelon, Sweet And Rosy On The Inside With Only A Thin Top Layer Altogether Free Of Small Black Pits. And, Like A Watermelon, The Whole Thing Can Be Covered With A Plain Dark Rind.

Claudia Knew That She Could Never Pull Off The Old-fashioned Kind Of Running Away. That Is, Running Away In The Heat Of Anger With A Knapsack On Her Pack. She Didn't Like Discomfort; Even Picnics Were Untidy And Inconvenient: All Those Insects And The Sun Melting The Icing On The Cupcakes. Therefore, She Decided That Her Leaving Home Would Not Be Just Running From Somewhere But Would Be Running To Somewhere.