I Go By The Gut. I Might

Fate Seems To Be Taking Me In Some Even Stranger Directions.

I'll Never See Them Again. I Know That. And They Know That. And Knowing This, We Say Farewell.

I Didn't Feel Like I Was In My Own Body; My Body Was Just A Lonely, Temporary Container I Happened To Be Borrowing.

Everything Was Too Sharp And Clear, So That I Could Never Tell Where To Start- The Way A Map That Shows Too Much Can Sometimes Be Useless.

In The End, Like So Many Beautiful Promises In Our Lives, That Dinner Date Never Came To Be.