Beware of mono.

Ashes, ashes, we all fall down.

Mud can make you prisoner and the plains can bake you dry. Snow can burn your eyes, but only people make you cry. Home is made for coming from, for dreams of going to. Which with any luck will never come true.

I still need your love after all that I've done. I love you and hope you love me.

'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.

What is going on in Cyprus?

"Tiny details imperceptible to us decide everything!"
― W.G. Sebald, Vertigo

If I never loved I never would have cried.

What to do with bullying?

How do you like being self-employed, homeschooling, IRA-owning, and with concealed-carry permit?