I sigh again and drift into thought. Why does Nic always dream of unicorns? There has to be a deeper meaning to that. I mean, the most perverted of people... and unicorns. It just doesn't make sense.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
You are going to love some of your characters because they are you, or some facet of you, and you are going to hate some characters for the same reason. — Anne Lamott