He Looks Tired, Like Someone Walked On

Vinegar: That's What Fear Smells Like.

I Picture It Like Judgement Day,' He Says Finally, His Eyes On The Water. 'we'll Rise Up Out Of Our Bodies And Find Each Other Again In Spirit Form. We'll Meet In That New Place, All Of Us Together, And First It'll Seem Strange, And Pretty Soon It'll Seem Strange That You Could Ever Lose Someone, Or Get Lost.

Technology Makes Everyone Feel Old. A Laptop Is Old After Two Years. Someone Always Has Something Newer. Everyone Seems To Feel Obsolete Now, Even The Young.

I Think, The World Is Actually Huge. That's The Part No One Can Really Explain.

That Adage About 'write What You Know' Is Basically The Opposite Of The Way I Function. I Write About What I'm Curious To Find Out.