Whatever You Do, Make Sure You Go

Why Am I In Hell? It Hurts. It Hurts All The Time. Why Am I In Hell? I Just Want To Go Home And Lie On The Bed The Way I Used To. Please Take Me Home.

The First Light Had Cast The First Shadow.

I Use Everything. Turning Life Into Stories Is How I Make Sense Of My Experience. No Matter How Weird Or Disturbing Or Upsetting To Me Personally, It All Finds Its Way In There.

A Cannon Fires Only Once But Words Detonate Across Centuries

Talking To Oneself, I Have Often Thought, Is The Best Way To Be Sure Of Intelligent And Witty Conversation.