Love As A Verb. Love As A

And Then There Is Our Personal History. Memories Only We Share. Things Not Another Living Soul Would Understand.

Whenever You Make A Big Decision In Life, At Least Any Decision Where You Have A Viable Alternative, There Is An Inevitable Uneasy Aftermath. Anxiety Is Merely A Sign That You're Taking Something Seriously.

I Have One Final Hope, If I Get Double Sixes, Maybe He Will Change His Mind, Come Back To Me. As If To Cast A Magic Spell, I Blow On The Dice Just As Dex Did...just As It Happened With Our First Roll, One Die Lands Before Its Mate. On A Six! I Hold My Breath. For A Brief Second, I See A Mess Of Dots, And Think I Have Boxcars Again. I Kneel, Staring At The Second Die. It Is Onle A Five. I Have Rolled An Eleven, It Is As If Someone Is Mocking Me, Saying, Close, But No Dice.

Guilt Is A Supreme Waste Of Time And Energy.

It's Amazing To Me How Few Guys Know Their Friends' Birthdays.