They Worry About My Sanity I Join

People Tell Stories And It's Up To Those Who Listen Whether To Believe Or Not." "shouldn't The Storyteller Believe It." "the Storyteller Should Tell It.

I Love It Here In Boston And I Love Studying Medicine. But It’s Not Home. Dublin Is Home. Being Back With You Felt Like Home. I Miss My Best Friend. I’ve Met Some Great Guys Here, But I Didn’t Grow Up With Any Of Them Playing Cops And Robbers In My Back Garden. I Don’t Feel Like They Are Real Friends. I Haven’t Kicked Them In The Shins, Stayed Up All Night On Santa Watch With Them, Hung From Trees Pretending To Be Monkeys, Played Hotel, Or Laughed My Heart Out As Their Stomachs Were Pumped. It’s Kind Of Hard To Beat That.

We're So Arrogant, Aren't We? So Afraid Of Age, We Do Everything We Can To Prevent It. We Don't Realize What A Privilege It Is To Grow Old With Someone. Someone Who Doesn't Drive You To Commit Murder Or Doesn't Humiliate You Beyond Repair.

On The Other Hand, She Was A Women With A Million Happy Memories, Who Knew What It Was Like To Experience True Love And Who Was Ready To Experience More Life, More Love And Make New Memories. Whether It Happened In Ten Months Or Ten Years, Holly Would Obey Gerry's Final Message. Whatever Lay Ahead, She Knew She Would Open Her Heart And Follow Where It Led. In The Meantime, She Would Just Live.

Somewhere Along The Way, Without Me Even Noticing, I Grew Up Alex. For Once, I Couldn’t Take Advice From Anyone Around Me About What I Should Or Shouldn’t Do. I Couldn’t Go Running To Mum And Dad And I Can’t Compare My Marriage To Anybody Else’s, We All Follow Our Own Rules.