Gone For A While Hoping,

I Just Don't See The Point In Beating Myself Up. I Think It's More Productive To Concentrate On Being A Better Person Right Now Than Punishing Myself For Who I Was In The Past.

So Everything We Believe About Happiness Is Wrong," I Said. He Nodded. Everything?" I Asked, When What I Meant Was, Everything? Including You? Including Me? And Marcus, Being Marcus, Knew What I Really Wanted To Know, And Answered My Silent, More Significant Question. He Held Up His Hand To Shield The Rays And Looked Me In The Eyes. Almost.

Prayers Are Answered In One Of Four Ways,” She Said. “yes. No. I Have Something Else In Mind. And . . .” She Paused Long Enough For My Impatience To Show. “and What’s The Fourth Answer?” “wait,” She Said.

The Tales We Tell Ourselves About Ourselves Makes Us Who We Are.

She Mailed Me A Merry Christmas-i'm-breaking-up-with-you Card. I'll Read It To You," He Said. He Cleared His Throat. "dear Marcus. Merry Christmas. I'm Breaking Up With You. Mia.