The only way out is to go so far in.
I really really love Christ, but I'm not a Christian.
I'm standing naked before you. Don't you want more than sex?
I don't want to sit on the sidelines and not value the gift of being here. Instead of the idea of time ticking away, the grains of sand running out, I try to think of time as giving me another grain of sand, another gift. So time passing is an accumulation, rather than a diminishing.
There are enough scary rock & roll mothers in the world.
I guess my husband is a muse as well.