June, July, All Through The Warm Months

[l]ove, Having No Geography, Knows No Boundaries.

My Major Regret In Life Is That My Childhood Was Unnecessarily Lonely.

To Me, The Greatest Pleasure Of Writing Is Not What It's About, But The Inner Music That Words Make.

I Used To Spend All Of My Time Projecting. I Was Never In The Moment. It Was Always Tomorrow Or Next Week Or Two Months From Now. That Was One Of The Reasons I Always Had This Sense Of Anxiety.

Leave It To Me: I'm Always Top Banana In The Shock Department.