Doreen Had Intuition. Everything She Said Was

The Lawn Was White With Doctors

Here I Am, A Bundle Of Past Recollections And Future Dreams, Knotted Up In A Reasonably Attractive Bundle Of Flesh. I Remember What This Flesh Has Gone Through; I Dream Of What It May Go Through.

To Learn And Think; To Think And Live; To Live And Learn: This Always, With New Insight, New Understanding, And New Love.

I Collect Men With Interesting Names.

I Want So Obviously, So Desperately To Be Loved, And To Be Capable Of Love.