I Seriously Doubt That The Santa Police

Let's Just Start And See What Happens.

I Wanted To Be Somewhere Else ... Someplace Where The Sight Of Me Sobbing Would Tie Me To No One And No One To Me.

Its 75 Degrees! In December!

I Write Thank-you Notes The Minute I Throw The Wrapping Paper Away.

Needing Was So Easy: It Came Naturally, Like Breathing. Being Needed By Someone Else, Though, That Was The Hard Part. But As With Giving Help And Accepting It, We Had To Do Both To Be Made Complete-like Links Overlapping To Form A Chain, Or A Lock Finding The Right Key.