My Inventory Of People Who Can Save

I Spent My Life Attacking Everything Because I Was Too Afraid To Risk Creating Anything.

At The Last Minute, I Couldn't Wear The Hitler Mustache Because Tiger Stripe Ate It; And Then I Didn't Want To Take My Kitty And Risk His Coughing Up Some Big Nazi Hairball On Someone's Front Stoop.

I Am Jack's Complete Lack Of Surprise. I Am Jack's Broken Heart.

No, Miss Wright Didn't Want To Meet Her Kid. To Her, That Relationship Was Just As Important, Just As Ideal And Impossible As It Would Be To The Child. She'd Expect That Young Man To Be Perfect, Smart, And Talented, Everything To Compensate For All The Mistakes That She'd Made. The Whole Wasted, Unhappy Mess Of Her Life.

History Is Nothing Except Monsters Or Victims. Or Witnesses.