It is so appropriate to color hope yellow, like the sun we seldom saw. And as I begin to copy from the old memorandum journals that I kept for so long, a title comes as if inspired. 'Open the Window and Stand in the Sunshine.' Yet, I hesitate to name our story that. For I think of us more as flowers in the attic.

Little rabbits have big ears.

Patience. I colored patience gray, hung over with black clouds. I colored hope yellow, just like the sun we could see for a few short morning hours. Too soon the sun rose high in the sky & disappeared from view, leaving us bereft and staring at blue.

Unless i'm reading an assignment or doing a paper or taking a test, i'm thinking about you.

Love doesn't always come when you want it to. Sometimes it just happens, despite your will.

The creative genius begins in the idle moment, dreaming up the impossible, and later making it come true.

Promises are lies wrapped in pretty ribbons -Cinnamon