I'm not always depressed: only when I think and feel.
History may never have all the facts, but history always has the last word.
The trouble is that sex is a force of nature, and reason is not.
Should I abide by the rules until they're changed, or help speed the change by breaking them?
The task I've been given seems absurd: To wait here on earth until I no longer exist.
I recently had my problems on the run, but now they've re-grouped, and are making another attack.