Every Time My Dreams Threaten To Become

Sometimes In Life, You Have To Make Things Happen. That You Can Change Your Life If You're Willing To Let Go Of The Old And Actively Look For The New. That Even If You're On The Right Track, You'll Get Run Over If You Just Sit There.

You Are The Best Person I've Met In Years, And If I'd Met You In A Year's Time, Or Maybe Even A Few Months, I Know We Could Be Happy Together, But I Can't Give You What You Need.

I'm Not Sure That Insecurity Is A Good Enough Excuse For That Sort Of Behavior. We're All Insecure, And I Really Think He's Old Enough To Have Discovered The Reasons Behind His Insecurity, And Do Something About Them." ...lucy

Jules Says There Are Three Things That Make You A Grown-up: An Eight-piece Set Of Matching Dishes; Gin, Vodka And Whiskey In The House; And Making Your Bed Every Morning. I Disagree With Her. I Think You're Officially A Grown-up When You've Got Another Half. When You Don't Have To Live In Fear Of Other Couples. When You Don't Have To Feel You're Not Good Enough.

And Suddenly I Realize That Although I've Never Thought About Being In Love With Nick Before, All The Right Ingredients Are There. I Fancy Him. I Like Him. He's My Friend. He Makes Me Laugh. I Love Being With Him. And I Start To Feel All Sort Of Warm And Glowy, And Screw The Other Stuff. Screw The Stuff About Him Having No Money, And Living In A Bedsit, And Not Being What I Thought I Wanted. I'm Just Going To Go With This And See Where It Ends Up. I Mean, No One Says I Have To Marry The Guy, For God's Sake.