In The Moment When I Truly Understand

Two Sides Of The Same Coin, But Which Side Is Which?

He Kissed Her And Killed Her Then Dumped Her Body In The River.

I Looked For Perfection, And I Found Something Better.

Death Is Not A Tragedy To The One Who Dies; To Have Wasted The Life Before That Death, That Is The Tragedy.

But In The Meantime I Became Accustomed To The Writing Life And It Would Be Hard To Change Now - Partly Because Of The Salary Cut If I Went To My Other Love, Teaching; And Partly Because I Still Have Stories To Tell, Even Though It Isn't All That Fun Doing The Work Anymore.