I Am Going To The Bad Place,

New York Is Breaking My Heart. I’ve Often Said That It’s Like Having A Really Interesting Boyfriend Suddenly Becoming Really, Really Into Wine, And Having To Have Endless Conversations About It.

If Psychoanalysis Was Late 19th Century Secular Judaism’s Way Of Finding Spiritual Meaning In A Post-religious World, And Retail Is The Late 20th Century’s Way Of Finding Spiritual Meaning In A Post-religious World, What Does It Mean That I’m Impersonating The Father Of Psychoanalysis In A Store Window To Commemorate A Religious Holiday?

We’re Creatures Of Contact Regardless Of Whether/ We Kiss Or We Wound. Still, We Must Come Together.

Well Into Adulthood, Writing Has Never Gotten Easier. It Still Only Ever Begins Badly, And There Are No Guarantees That This Is Not The Day When The Jig Is Finally Up.

I Am No Fun At All. In Fact, I Am Anti-fun. Not As In Anti-violence, But As In Anti-matter. I Am Not So Much Against Fun - Although I Suppose I Kind Of Am - As I Am The Opposite Of Fun. I Suck The Fun Out Of A Room. Or Perhaps I'm Just A Different Kind Of Fun; The Kind That Leaves On Bereft Of Hope; The Kind Of Fun That Ends In Tears.