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Decide Where And When You Want To Write. I Like Space, And Silence Is An Inspiration To Me.

Yesterday Was A Closed Book, Tomorrow, However, Was Another Story.

We Had Come Here To Have A Break From Thoughts And The Hard Work That Came With The Constant Interaction With Idiots. Or At Least People We Considered Idiots Because They Were Not Mind Readers And We Had To, Patiently, Use Polite Words To Explain Things That We Were Thinking When Really Inside We Were Fighting The Urge To Take Their Heads In Our Hands And Softly And Repeatedly Thud Their Foreheads Off The Wall.

Love Can Change Us Beyond Recognition, We Become Love-sick, Soft-eyed Jelly-bellied Fools.

It’s Not Easy Remembering The Good Times.