You Needed Me, and We're All Here

        This week I'm going personal, again.  After all, even though the PB Project is focused on us all, I'm still the one writing these posts, so you're going to get to see me get a little egocentric, from time to time.

But who knows?  

Maybe what falls out of my head will help/inspire/entertain you, anyway.  

'Never know.

A Somewhat Brief Note of Thanks

Thank you.

The Risks and Courage of Real Conversations

        Have you ever known someone with whom things just seemed to "click", as we say here in the States?  Meaning, you meet a new person whom you've never known before, and as you get to know them, it's as though you've known each other all your lives, or longer, and/or as though you are almost like the same person, or a reflection of each other?  Some call these situations "kindred spirits", or in a more romantic sense, "soul mates".

        Just wondering.

Conquering Opposition while Illustrating with Charm!

        Ever meet someone who just "rubs you the wrong way"?  They might seem rude, or mean.  Maybe they intimidate or scare you.  Perhaps you just don't see eye to eye, and you don't like their perspective.  Whatever the reason, it seems like they get on your nerves and sometimes you don't even care why; you just don't like them and don't like having them around!

        Yeah, I've never had that happen either.  Ahem.

Not Just Carpe Diem ... Memento Vivere

I'm taking a bit of a different tack on this one, than I had previously decided.  

We'll see how that turns out.

I'm Sorry; My Apologies; Your Forgiveness, Please!

When "I'm sorry" just isn't enough, 

can't be said, 

or doesn't matter - 

regardless of how much sorrow is felt, 

regret is compounded, 

nor wish for forgiveness craved.