The Desert Adapts. The People Adapt. Live.

Because I Withered Under The Glare Of An Actual Invitation, I Was A Firm Believer In Preventive Prevarication--in Other Words, Lying Early In Order To Free Myself Later On.

The Reward Is In The Risk.

Cinderella Was Such A Dork. She Left Behind Her Glass Slipper At The Ball And Then Went Right Back To Her Step-monster's House. It Seems To Me She Should Have Worn The Glass Slipper Always, To Make Herself Easier To Find. I Always Hoped That After The Prince Found Cinderella And They Rode Away In Their Magnificent Carriage, After A Few Miles She Turned To Him And Said, "could You Drop Me Off Down The Road Please? Now That I've Finally Escaped My Life Of Horrific Abuse, I'd Like To See Something Of The World, You Know?... I'll Catch Back Up With You Later, Prince, Once I've Found My Own Way.

Hope And Belief. I'd Always Wanted Hope, But Never Believed That I Could Have Such An Adventure On My Own. That I Could Own It. And Love It. But It Happened.

Answer All The Questions That I'm Too Afraid To Ask