Open book.

Minute stories.

Short tales.

Wondrous bursts of human skill,
bringing changes in lifestyle; —

I’m not there yet… not left or right, up or down but the thing is I’m on the road, I’m climbing the mountain and somehow I feel I’m going in the right direction. The I Don’t Knows of First… if I won you, if I was doing something with my life; what’s next.

What are things I wanted you to say to me, back when I had more balls than brains; and all of me was dreaming. Take Me… Well; where is that lovers go… I wouldn’t know the first thing except that I wanted you to be my… well does it even matter anymore?

The ongoing story of a young woman with a unique perspective on life.

A dime… I would have all said she was worth a million, a billon, a trillion, but hell the love of a girl you can call your own is priceless. Fine Dime… I don’t have a dime, I’m broke, a virgin, maybe both, my pockets are empty and so is my bed.

I’ve never had a first love or no girl has ever been in love with me; a historical fact. There seems to be no end to the countless rejects, heartbreaks, and beautiful girls that are brought into my sight. “Love’s History” is my history that just goes on.

“What do women want” everything and so they don’t want me but I imagined a world where this wasn’t so for a night. “Take Me Home” I guess I wasn’t considering love either if all I could ask for was just one night. If only I could know “this” just once…