Our meeting, touching, accidentally connecting immediately, interwoven hand-in-hand, heart-to-heart.

With you, I am Eve. And you are my beautiful Adam. Let's run away, find our garden, live there together, happy. Naked.

Living means taking chances. Risks. Playing safe all the time is being dead inside, even if you happen to still be breathing.

Christmas is far and away my favorite holiday. I love everything about it, from the event that inspired it, hoping for a white one, to wrapping presents. But mostly I love having family and friends gathered, and sharing traditions.

Death Is only the easy way out if you are the one who dies.

My happiest memories have no place in the past; they are those I have yet to create.

Possibilities ...in the closet ...itching ...to break out ...but afraid of ...the fallout