As You Get Older, The Pickings Get

I Have A Second Dog, Too, Mainly For Security.

I Wanted To Be, You Know, Just No Different Than Anybody Else.

I Was Born Imagining Myself With An Apron On, With Pies Cooling On The Window Sill And Babies Crying Upstairs. I Thought That All That Stuff Would Somehow Anchor Me To The Planet, That It Was The Weight I Needed To Keep From Just Flying Off Into Space.

Mania Starts Off Fun, Not Sleeping For Days, Keeping Company With Your Brain, Which Has Become A Wonderful Computer, Showing 24 Tv Channels All About You. That Goes Horribly Wrong After Awhile.

So When I Was 24, Someone Suggested To Me That I Was Bipolar, And I Thought That Was Ridiculous. I Just Thought He Was Trying To Get Out Of Treating Me. But He Was Also Responding To The Chaotic Nature Of My Life.