I'm Still In Love With What I

I Was In Enough To Get Along With People. I Was Never Socially Inarticulate. Not A Loner. And That Saved My Life, Saved My Sanity. That And The Writing. But To This Day I Distrust Anybody Who Thought School Was A Good Time. Anybody.

It's Funny How Close The Past Is, Sometimes. Sometimes It Seems As If You Could Almost Reach Out And Touch It. Only Who Really Wants To?

...maybe The World Needs A Cadre Of Smartasses To Liven Things Up, Who Knows?

The Act Of Writing Itself Is Done In Secret, Like Masturbation.

It's Best To Be Ruthless With The Past.