I Would Love To Write A Mystery

I Can Only Assume That There’s Only One Thing More Frustrating Than Not Being Able To Find Someone, And That’s Not Being Found. I Would Want Someone To Find Me, More Than Anything.

Tonight I'm Happy. I Will Worry About Tomorrow When Tomorrow Comes. But I'm Getting There.

What If We Knew What Tomorrow Would Bring? Would We Fix It? Could We?

I Lost My Dad. He Lost His Tomorrows And I Lost All The Tomorrows With Him. You Could Say That Now, I Appreciate Them When They Come. Now, I Want To Make Them The Best They Can Possibly Be.

I Wake Up In The Morning And I Feel Like I’m Missing Something. I Know That There’s Something Not Right, And It Takes Me A While To Remember What It Is . . . Then I Remember. My Best Friend Is Gone. My Only Friend. It Was Silly Of Me To Rely So Much On One Person.