Am I Walking Toward Something I Should

I Delight In What I Fear.

Fate Intervened. Some Of Us, That Day, She Led Inexorably Through The Gates Of Death. Some Of Us, Innocent And Unsuspecting, Took, Unwillingly, That One Last Step To Oblivion. Some Of Us Took Very Little Sugar.

It Has Long Been My Belief That In Times Of Great Stress, Such As A 4-day Vacation, The Thin Veneer Of Family Wears Off Almost At Once, And We Are Revealed In Our True Personalities.

Life Among The Savages Is A Disrespectful Memoir Of My Children.

I Shall Weave A Suit Of Leaves. At Once. With Acorns For Buttons.