I Wish My Days Could Be Washed

People Around The World Were Moving From One Place To Another. No One Was Staying.

The Question, I've Come To Think, Is Not What Inspires One To Change, But What Inspires One To Remain Changed.

Things Were Happening Around Us, But Nothing Was Happening Between Us.

She Felt As If She Were Brimming, Always Producing And Hoarding More Love Inside Her. But There Was No Release.

As I've Grown Older, I've Grown More Convinced There's Nothing That Shouldn't Be Talked About. If We Think We're Protecting Each Other, We're Not.