I am breaking my vow already. I wanted to respond to a number of the stories I read during lunch, but this one got to me.

All of us are outsiders, I imagine, in one way or another.

I lived on the street of NY and on the streets of SF. I was very outside in multiple ways.

I think I want to love you all. I think I want to INCLUDE you all. I think being hyper critical and making judgements isn't helpful.

We could be insiders, all of us. Lets join hands. Tony, I take yours now, if you will hold mine. Kiki, Alex, Diane, Frederick, lets remember love, Tracy, Benjamin, Deniz, Hawkeye, Barbara, please join hands, helen, Tiana, Sandy, Jude, Richard, Steve, Ray , Connie, join with us, Lengo, Kim, Erin, Kathy, Stuart, Bonnie, Angie, all of you, group hug. Let make love (as in the friendship variety), not war!

Now I am crying. ;-( ;-(

Sorry I broke my vow.

Better not read any more stories for a while!