I Do Not Have Any Home. So

I Think We Look For The Differences In People Because It Makes Us Less Lonely.

The Writer Is By Nature A Dreamer - A Conscious Dreamer.

Because In Some Men It Is In Them To Give Up Everything Personal At Some Time, Before It Ferments And Poisons--throw It To Some Human Being Or Some Human Idea. They Have To.

Her Face Felt Like It Was Scattered In Pieces And She Could Not Keep It Straight. The Feeling Was A Whole Lot Worse Than Being Hungry For Any Dinner, Yet It Was Like That. I Want--i Want--i Want--was All That She Could Think About--but Just What This Real Want Was She Did No Know.

I Do Not Have Any Home. So Why Should I Be Homesick?