So Much Is Happening And

How Would I Ever Know When That Moment Was Right, When Expectation Met Anticipation And Formed...connection?

The Reward Is In The Risk. You Can’t Stay Hidden Inside Grandpa’s Overprotective Cloak Forever. You’ve Seemed Like You Needed To Grow Out Of That For A While. Mom And Dad Going Away, And The Red Notebook, These Things Just Helped. Now It’s Up To You To

Prayer Or Not, I Want To Believe That, Despite All Evidence To The Contrary, It Is Possible For Anyone To Find That One Special Person. That Person To Spend Christmas With Or Grow Old With Or Just To Take A Nice Silly Walk In Central Park With. Somebody Who Wouldn't Judge Another For The Prepositions They Dangle, Or Their Run-on Sentences, And Who In Turn Wouldn't Be Judged For The Snobbery Of Their Language Etymology Inclinations.

I Mean, Like Most Guys, You Carry Around This Girl In Your Head, Who Is Exactly Who You Want Her To Be. The Person You Think You Will Love The Most. And Every Girl You Are With Gets Measured Against This Girl In Your Head.

I Walked Inside Macy’s And Faced The Pathetic Spectacle Of A Department Store Full Of Shoppers, None Of Whom Were Shopping For Themselves. Without The Instant Gratification Of A Self-aimed Purchase, Everyone Walked Around In The Tactical Stupor Of The Financially Obligated.