And if candor strikes to forcefully, step back, draw careful breath, and consider the angle your words must take before you open your mouth, let them leak out. Because once you tilt the truth, it becomes a lie.

Must be nice to have that kind of unshakable belief in a merciful higher power.

Have you ever had so much to say that your mouth closed up tight struggling to harness the nuclear force coalescing within your words? Have you ever had so many thoughts churning inside you that you didn’t dare let them escape in case they blew you wide open? Have you ever been so angry that you couldn’t look in the mirror for fear of finding the face of evil glaring back at you?

I never actually plan sequels. They demand to be done.

Either way, you are in charge. Jealousy works against you. It takes control away from you, hands it over to the opposition. Maintain control.

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

Grandma once told me it's easy to overthink love, to dissect it and question it until it is no more.