Being The Survivor Stinks.

I Stare At Her For A Long Moment. I Want To Kiss Her. I Want To Kiss Her More Than I've Ever Wanted Anything In My Life.

I Just Can't. I'm Married. I Made My Bed And Now I Have To Lie In It.

Age Is A Terrible Thief. Just When You're Getting The Hang Of Life, It Knocks Your Legs Out From Under You And Stoops Your Back. It Makes You Ache And Muddies Your Head And Silently Spreads Cancer Throughout Your Spouse.

How Hard Can It Be To Find A Girl And An Elephant For Christ's Sake?

Being The Survivor Stinks.