In Days That Follow, I Discover That

Then He Continues His Rant,saying, "and Even If I Didn't Know Them, I Know Their Type." "and What Type Is That?" She Asks,leaning Foward In Her Chair,yearning For Confirmation That He Gets It,that They Are Like-minded In Their Observations Of Others And The Circumspect Way They View The World. "oh,let's See," He Says,rubbing His Jaw. "superficial.artificial.sheep. They're More Worried About How They Come Across To Others Than Who They Really Are.they Exhaust Themselves In Their Pursuit Of Things That Don't Really Matter.

There Are No Absolutes In Relationships. You Can't Take Anything For Granted. You Can Count On Absolutely Nothing But The Unexpected. You Only Get In Trouble When You Start Thinking That You're Some Kind Of Exception To The Rule.

I'm Going To Keep Seeing Him As Much As I Can. We'll See What Happens," I Say, Realizing That Just "seeing What Happens" Is My Version Of "going For It.

In The Final Seconds Before Sleep, I Wish I Could Go Back And Undo Everything, Give Those Little Girls Another Chance.

You’ll Never Regret Being A Good Friend.