I Had, Of Course, No Model For

Sometimes I Wonder How Normal Normal People Are, And I Wonder That Most In The Grocery Store.

I Had, Of Course, No Model For That Sort Of Woman Being Married, But I Can Make That Up As I Go Along.

A Tree Is Alive, And Thus It Is Always More Than You Can See. Roots To Leaves, Yes-those You Can, In Part, See. But It Is More-it Is The Lichens And Moss And Ferns That Grow On Its Bark, The Life Too Small To See That Lives Among Its Roots, A Community We Know Of, But Do Not Think On. It Is Every Fly And Bee And Beetle That Uses It For Shelter Or Food, Every Bird That Nests In Its Branches. Every One An Individual, And Yet Every One Part Of The Tree, And The Tree Part Of Every One.

I Can Become Very Emotional About Math, Although I'm Not That Good At It.

Normal' Is A Dryer Setting.