No Big Deal. We All

It Was Clear To Me That It Wouldn't Matter What I Did - They Would Never Truly Appreciate Me Or Learn What I Had To Offer. They Were Far Beyond Fickle - They Were Insensible, Like Kittens,predatory Little Things, Distracted By The First Bit Of String Or Shiny Bauble That Rolled Across The Floor, And Nothing I Could Ever Say Or Do Could Possibly Make Any Kind Of Dent In Their Willful Ignorance.

I Did Not Like This Feeling Of Having Feelings.

I Don't Know If You Have Noticed This, But It Is Quite Possible For Two Human Beings To Have A Conversation In Which One Or Both Parties Involved Has Absolutely No Idea What They're Talking About.

It Was Such An Unexpected And Genuine Smile That If I Only Had A Soul I'm Sure I Would Have Felt Quite Guilty.

And So As Much As I Can, I Care About Her, Dear Deborah. It's Probably Not Love, But I Would Rather She Were Happy.