Joanna Harris explains that every woman has multiple personalities. Yes,
even you. Do not be afraid. Embrace the multiples that are you. Usher has
his confessions, and now I shall have mine. After reading Harris's book,
he did not complete me. I discovered I have about 15 different
personalities that can serenely emerge like a butterfly from its cocoon or
erupt like a volcano ravaging any and all sacrificial bystanders. Perhaps
this explains why men have such trouble understanding women. Or maybe it
just explains why. I'm still single.
Nevertheless, I find myself wondering what all the fuss is about. What is
love? Question or answer? Mystery or revelation, weakness or strength,
finite or infinite? Fool's folly or. Fortune's goal, tangible or mystical
, heart or head. These are the questions that plagued those devastatingly
frustrated and dumbfounded singletons approaching the 20 plus 10 errors of
their lives. Perhaps if you could define it, then it would not be so
elusive but easier to identify and easier to embrace without the
inevitable impending disaster of fear or regret. So the question becomes,
and most likely shall ever remain how can love be accurately plotted and
mapped out. So that those of us lost and peering in from the outside can
finally permeate the love bubble, discovering the exact GPS location of
that golden pot at the end of the rainbow where hopefully the man of my
dreams awaits in the form of John Cusack.
So.
Man
Not.
Is.
Not.
Come.
Shake.
Be.
You
No.
And my
I. Yeah
I.
I can.
Yeah
up.
Yeah
So when you went.
The way
Oh
The way
I see.
you
No
We
Lo
Still a long way.
He
The way we dance till 3.
The way you've changed my life.
way
you
So every day till 3.
No way you've changed my.