I Was Not Going To Use Writing

Life Isn't Happily Ever After... It's Work. The Person You Love Is Rarely Worthy Of How Big Your Love Is. Because No One Is Worthy Of That And Maybe No One Deserves That Burden Of It, Either. You'll Be Let Down. You'll Be Disappointed And Have Your Trust Broken And Have A Lot Of Real Sucky Days. You Lose More Than You Win. You Hate The Person You Love As Much As You Love Him. But You Roll Up Your Sleeves And Work - At Everything - Because That's What Growing Older Is.

L.a. Burns, And So Many Other Cities Smolder, Waiting For The Hose That Will Flood Gasoline Over The Coals, And We Listen To Politicians Who Fuel Our Hate And Our Narrow Views And Tell Us It's Simply A Matter Of Getting Back To Basics While They Sit In Their Beachfront Properties And Listen To The Surf So They Won't Have To Hear The Screams Of The Drowning.

How Am I Supposed To Let You Go, That's All I'm Asking. I Want To Hold You Again, Smell You, And, Yes Too, I Just Want You To Fade. To Please, Please Fade.

I Loved This Woman The Way You Love ... Well, Nothing," He Said, A Note Of Suprise In His Voice. "you Can’t Compare That Kind Of Love To Anything, Can You? It’s Its Own Unique Gift.

She Smiled Darkly And Shook Her Head. 'i'm Not Crazy. I'm Not. Of Course What Else Would A Crazy Person Claim? That's The Kafkaesque Genius Of It All. If You're Not Crazy But People Have Told The World You Are, Then All Your Protests To The Contrary Just Underscore Their Point. Do You See What I'm Saying?