With My Friends, I Don't Feel Pressure

Make Peace With What Is.

Two Separate, Distinct Personalities, Not Separate At All, But Inextricably Bound, Soul And Body And Mind, To Each Other, How Did We Get So Far Apart So Fast?

I Think Living The Blessed Life Is The Luck Of The Draw.

Haven't Lost Your Sense Of Humor After All But Your Sense Of Identity Is What Seems To Have Been Misplaced. No. Wrong. You Don't Lose What You Never Had.

The 'creator' And The 'editor' - Two Halves Of The Writer Whole - Should Sleep In Separate Rooms.