All You Did Was Sit

...but With The Hours I Sometimes Kept At The Coffeehouse I Had To Have Learned To Take Naps During The Day Or Die, And I Had Learned To Take Naps. Up Until Five Months Ago "something Or Other Or Die" Had Always Seemed Like A Plain Choice In Favor Of The Something Or Other.

I Love You. I Will Love You Till The Stars Crumble, Which Is A Less Idle Threat Than Is Usual To Lovers On Parting.

Perhaps It Is A Human Thing, To Look Upon Such Beauty And Fail To Encompass It.

I Said With Perfect Honest, "i Have No Intention Of Trying To Take These Suckers Out By Myself, No.

What Was She To Say? "the Prodigal Has Returned? The Mutineer Wishes To Be Reinstated? The Subordinate, Having Gone To A Great Deal Of Trouble To Prove Her Commander Wrong, Has Come Back And Promises To Be A Good Little Subordinate Hereafter, Or At Least Until Next Time?