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The Real World, Whether We Like It Or Not, Is Right Here, Right Now. All Of This, Every Day, Is Important. Everybody Matters. Everything We Do Has An Effect On Other, Directly Or Indirectly, Whether We Realize It Or Not.

...he Makes Me Feel Out Of Control And Out Of My Head. He Is Exhilarating And Terrifying. I See And Feel Him Everywhere, And I'm Always Grasping For Equilibrium Even When He's Not There... I Feel Like I'm Always Falling In Love, Falling And Falling And Falling.

But Why Would It Matter? We Aren't ... Or...uh...weren't ..." Which Is It, Jess? "aren't" Or "weren't"? Present Or Past Tense? Now Or Then? "we Haven't Been Talking To Each Other." Past Imperfect Tense. How Appropriate.

I Thought Marcus Was Going To Be In My Life Forever. Then I Thought I Was Wrong. Now He’s Back. But This Time I Know What’s Certain: Marcus Will Be Gone Again, And Back Again And Again And Again Because Nothing Is Permanent. Especially People. Strangers Become Friends. Friends Become Lovers. Lovers Become Strangers. Strangers Become Friends Once More, And Over And Over. Tomorrow, Next Week, Fifty Years From Now, I Know I’ll Get Another One-word Postcard From Marcus, Because This One Doesn’t Have A Period Signifying The End Of The Sentence. Or The End Of Anything At All.

I Am Trying To Come Up With Some "adult" Reads, But I Mostly Read Young Adult Fiction (my Job), Which, By The Way Is Excellent. I Will Post About Some Of My Favorites That Should Appeal To Adult Readers