Don't be surprised

One might suppose that those destined to accomplish these butcheries
of men would be despised! No, they are loaded with honors. They are
clad in gold and in resplendent garments; they wear plumes on their
heads and ornaments on their breasts, and they are given crosses,
rewards, titles of every kind." - Guy de Maupassant

Your sentiments and peeves , mi amor, is nothing new or has it not been ehoed
by sensible souls like us through the centuries. Cheer up, dear, you're not
really alone. There are some kindred spirits out there who ache and sob over
the injustices of this world. Their voices may never be heard. But wouldn't that be far better off than to suffer in silence. We, who are in the business of humanitarian services must be aware how fragile and nil our lofty ideals are.
But then if we don't do our minute part in this sometimes lousy, sometimes
exciting game of living, how then do we fulfill our earhtly task and mission
and thereby attain our destiny. I still believe that what little thing we can do
at the moment, let's do with all our might like no one else can ever do it at all.

Hola amiga!

It's been a while, I know. I didn't like it either, you see. I got sidetracked by some worldly useless affairs but I'm back on track and am ready
to move on with the journey towards a more fulfilling and sensible ideals and
aspirations. How are things with you? Do I see a smile on that lovely face?
Do I see arms wide open to welcome back a prodigal friend? Do I have my pizza
and coffee ready? And yeah... those pictures.. Will I see some familiar faces
in your life? Or is there a new passion that has engulfed again your once
serene world?
Girl, don't be like me. I can handle pain. Sometimes I even deserve it.
You're much to delicate for that. Although I want you to be tough. I don't really want you hurt. But then again where else do you learn the essentials of life but
in the classroom of hurts and bruises. Guess, there's where you need to go. Go,
if you must just don't forget to come home when the going gets too tough for you to
handle. Your macadamia and margarita is waiting. And I'm smiling

Aren't I usually wrong with no apologies sometimes

There had been tons of things in my life that I have done wrong and have caused me deep regrets and yet looking back and asking myself whether I'd do hem all over again, guess ... I'd say I would. Gosh what's wrong with this writer... simply
crazy.