On Christmas morning, Rebecca lost her moral virginity, her sense of humor - and her two best friends. But, other than that, it was a hell of a holiday.
These are hard memories, and I will save the rest of the story for another time.
It is my last night here, and I suddenly feel quite tearful, sitting up in my usual window.
I feel rather a fool writing down my thoughts
You have intellect, and courage, and command. Play your own game, and don't worry about what anyone else is doing. That is what's going to give you a shot at making it. Comparing yourself to anyone el...
