Often I Feel That Projects Overwhelm Us

And Like A Favorite Old Movie, Sometimes The Sameness In A Friend Is What You Like The Most About Her.

Evident In Every Small Act Of Kindness, It Was Love As A Verb. Love That Made Me Feel More Complete Than I Had Ever Felt In My Glamorous, Jimmy Choo Filled Past.

Often I Feel That Projects Overwhelm Us When We Look At How Many Hours Are Involved Until Completion. But Just Getting Started Is Usually Not That Difficult.

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.

He Who Fails To Plan, Plans To Fail.