Mrs. Tower Jane prophesies that you and I will remarry. Tower (Interested) Does she? Mrs. Tower (Tantalizing) Yes. Do you believe in prophecy? Tower (Laconic) I believe in free will. Mrs. Tower In your stories people are always swallowed up by a destiny they can't escape. Tower I never read my stories.

"How are you?" "Struggling to keep myself from falling into the endless abyss of despondency." I answer. "Willing my mind to stay in the present, and not dwell on the absence of a beautiful presence." I see my soul reflected in the eyes of another, but cannot reach out to console it. Words are unnecessary, and all I can do is gaze.

My brother is getting married tomorrow. In a matter of minutes, he will go from being my brother, to being Kate's husband.
I don't know anything about being in love. Sometimes I wish I did. When I watch my brother and his fiancee have so much fun just being next to each other, I wish I knew what that was like. I wish I knew how deeply one would have to feel for one person, to be content and satisfied with them the rest of their entire lives. I know about being 'in like'. That's grand fun. Being in love must be even grander. But I really haven't the slightest idea just how grand.
Which is okay. Because right now I'm having so much fun being unattached.

An irritation noticed
goes not unforgotten, like
A drop of blood that stains
and will not fade.
A wound that pierces to the soul
Within the soul does stay 'till death
a shaft of pain
a trace of night
That bars the soul from finding light.