If You Love People, You Take Them

I Write This Sitting In The Kitchen Sink.

And At Last Father Flung The Rug Off As If It Were Hampering Him And Strode Over To The Table Saying, 'cocoa, Cocoa!'-- It Might Have Been The Most Magnificent Drink In The World; Which, Personally, I Think It Is.

And Who Says You Always Have To Understand Things? You Can Like Them Without Understanding Them -- Like 'em Better Sometimes.

Even A Broken Heart Doesn't Warrant A Waste Of Good Paper.

I Was Wandering Around As Usual, In My Unpleasantly Populated Sub-conscious.