A Fortunate Author Can Write Maybe Twelve

The World Is Full Of Ways And Means To Waste Time.

I’ve Never Once Thought About How I Was Going To Die,” She Said. “i Can’t Think About It. I Don’t Even Know How I’m Going To Live.

Pain Is Inevitable. Suffering Is Optional.

It Depends On Which Reality You Take And Which Reality I Take.” (p. 318).

That's What We All Do: Endlessly Take The Long Way Around.