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When You're On Your Own, You Look For Signs. Sometimes You Make Them Up, Sometimes They're Actually There, But Most Of The Time You Can't Tell The Difference From The Two.

That's The Thing About Lessons, You Always Learn Them When You Don't Expect Them Or Want Them.

There Were Hundreds Of Them Spread Across The Floor, Each Telling Its Own Tale Of Triumph Or Sadness, Each Letter Representing A Phase In Her Life. She Had Kept Them All.

At Moments When Life Is At Its Worst There Are Two Things You Can Do: 1.) Break Down,lose Hope And Refuse To Go On While Lying Face Down On The Ground Banging Your Fists And Kicking Your Legs, Or 2.) Laugh. Bobby And I Did The Latter.

We Said We Would Meet Again But We Made No Arrangements. Not Out Of Any Bad Feeling Between Us, But Because I Felt It Had All Been Said, Or Not Said But Understood, And She Probably Did Too. To Know She Was There Was Enough, And For Her To Know I Was Around Was Probably Too. Sometimes That's All People Ever Really Need. Just To Know.