To Know Another's Heart, You Must First

When I Was Younger, I'd Wanted Someone To Promise Me That Things Would Work Out And Nothing Bad Would Ever Happen Again. But I Understood Now That That Was A Child's Wish. No One Could Promise That. No One. The Grown-ups Could Try, But They Couldn't Promise, Not And Mean It.

Twenty-three Stories Up And All I Could See Out The Windows Was Grey Smog. They Could Call It The City Of The Angels If They Wanted To, But If There Were Angels Out There, They Had To Be Flying Blind.

Still It Might Be Nice, Once In A While, Not To Have To Choose Between Evils. Just Once, Couldn't I Choose The Lesser Good?

Larry Is Back In Town...the Wedding Is Set For October. Tammy Is Threatening To Have Me In The Wedding. Some Friends They Are.

Ideals Are Great In Theory ... But They Don't Work Too Well In Real Life.