I Am Going To The Bad Place,

I Am Neither Spontaneous Nor Ready For Anything.

In The Window, I Fantasize... About Providing Grown-ups And Children Alike With The Greatest Gift Of All: Insight.

Everybody's Got Something. In The End, What Choice Does One Really Have But To Understand That Truth, To Really Take It In, And Then Shop For Groceries, Get A Haircut, Do One's Work; Get On With The Business Of One's Life. That's The Hope, Anyway.

What Remains Of Your Past If You Didn't Allow Yourself To Feel It When It Happened? If You Don't Have Your Experiences In The Moment, If You Gloss Them Over With Jokes Or Zoom Past Them, You End Up With Curiously Dispassionate Memories.

Youth Is Not Wasted On The Young, It Is Perpetrated On The Young.