He Wondered If She Wondered If He

You're A Beautiful Drunk, Daughter. But You're A Drunk.

There Is No Answer. It's Okay. But Even If It Wasn't Okay, What Am I Supposed To Do?

In Short, Everything About His Life Was Different For Him At The Bottom Of That Well.

I've Crossed Some Kind Of Invisible Line. I Feel As If I've Come To A Place I Never Thought I'd Have To Come To. And I Don't Know How I Got Here. It's A Strange Place. It's A Place Where A Little Harmless Dreaming And Then Some Sleepy, Early-morning Talk Has Led Me Into Considerations Of Death And Annihilation.

There's Literary Creation And Literary Business. When I First Got Something Accepted, It Gave My Life A Validation It Didn't Otherwise Have.