People sometimes forget to surrender to life.  To let themselves just live...to go beyond the most sophisticated form of cosmic reality, to evolve completely and unreservedly.  How do I begin to describe our explosive youth?  Explosion is the only language we speak.  Everything has to be bold and meaningful.  Something is everything.  It is truly remarkable when two people with the exact same ideals and unspoken acceptance of what is and what should be, meet.  It is a miracle when they know.  It must have been ordained when they become best friends.  Emotionally, we go beyond sisterhood.  We dance around our lives together in circles, whirling and spinning.  I think we've forgotten how to stop.  It's like we're drunk on life, giddy with every feeling and experience we encounter, a maze, a jumble, a muddle of reactions.  Our internal revolution began long ago and continues to grow up with us, past us, beyond us.