Crazy Ladies

You have to coddle menfolks on account of their pride.

You can't see reality. You never could: You just distort the truth until you end up with a version you can live with.

There is nothing harder than being your own rock.

There is a sneakiness about girls that they keep hid under sweetness and pouting and crying.

But it comes to me that two wrongs don't make another wrong.

There is something soothing about working in the yard. Planting seeds and seeing them poke green out of the dirt. And it gets you out of the house with out going too far.

You not trapped girl. Not unless you nailed to the floor.

I wondered if small town people became smaller in order to fit. Perhaps they had to.

I should not have lied, but I did. Later, those lies came back to haunt me, bread cast on the water, tenfold.

Lord, I don't understand it, but when a person does something wrong, it never feels wrong until later. It's never as evil as you'd imagined.