And one lady was made to wait 40 years before being paid her dead husband's pension...

There is so much of a difference between me and you, what I think and what you think. Of what we aspire for and what we cherish, what we are besotted with and what is dispensable, what we perceive of that beggar on the road and of the sky reaching skyscraper. There is so much of a difference when we look into a mirror, you yours and me mine. What does one make of all of it.

I think I'm too scared to be honest, too scared to admit to what I really feel. I am even scared to admit that I'm confessing.

Drunk on Life

you know...all of it doesnt matter...there are times when it doesn't matter what you want or what you wanted..it doesn't matter what you wished wouldn't be true and then it ultimately was... it don't matter that you thought the world was inherently good and sometimes it was vicious, to the extent that it made your abdominal muscles contract, as much as you thought was possible...and it doesn't matter that if you've believed in karma, not all that you wished for will be true...and it is no big deal for dreams to be quashed, daily, every moment, different places, all the time...

and yet, the inescapable spirit of what we call the most intelligent living things on Earth, strives on...trudging along...sometimes drearily...and sometimes with a little more of Hope...