...existential. gal. we are born alone, and die alone and are peopled-to-death in between...there must be a design He had in mind...that pome[sic] could be me and my human failings and yet i sooooo hear your plea...i wish she [mebride] wanted some of life that i do and conversely she wants things from me...finally different strokes for different folks keeps us afloat...yet the railroad tracks never do meet, eh? this is so wrenching in expression, clear expression...no namby-pamby cutsey stuff, just your gut...love it.

People who insist that others change are not happy with them to begin with..and never will be..lesson learned from my own life...you will change on your own time, to your own music, so don't perspire the small stuff, Joan

Yes.to the being You, and not what someone else wants you to be ... Ken has said it beautifully in his "you will change on your own time, to your own music"

sometimes you just need to tell 'em "it takes one to know one!". most of the time the people that point the fingers at us, have the same wrongs that they are crucifying us for.