Books, Cats, Life Is Good.

Having Got Into Bed And Turned Out The Light, I Quietly Burst Into Tears Because I Am Not A Good Person. As They Came And Went For Some Minutes, I Was Concerned With The Words Following 'because' In The Previous Sentence, Rewriting Them Over And Over In My Head Until They Seemed To Be As Close To The Truth As It Was Possible For Me To Make Them.

I Tend To Be Rather Inconsequential And Trail Off.

My Favorite Journey Is Looking Out The Window.

More Is Happening Out There Than We Are Aware Of. It Is Possibly Due To Some Unknown Direful Circumstance.

I Should Like A Parsley Sandwich. To The Best Of My Knowledge They Are Not In Season.