The First Sip [of Tea] Is Joy,

...and Performing Our One And Noble Function Of The Time, Move.

I Like It Because Its Ugly

He Had Never Felt Anything Like That Before - Yet Somehow He Knew That From Now On He Would Always Feel Like That, Always, And Something Caught At His Throat As He Realized What A Strange Sad Adventure Life Might Get To Be, Strange And Sad And Still Much More Beautiful And Amazing Than He Could Ever Have Imagined Because It Was So Really, Strangely Sad.

There Was Nothing To Talk About Anymore. The Only Thing To Do Was Go.

I Looked Up At The Dark Sky And Prayed To God For A Better Break In Life And A Better Chance To Do Something For The Little People I Loved.