I Don't Do My Job To Catch

Was Insanity Really Easier To Accept Than Unconsciousness?

For My Part, My Interest In Paris Had Faded Away Completely Long Ago When I Learned That It Was In France.

And Once Again I Found Myself Wondering, As I Drifted Off To Stunned And Unbelieving Sleep:how Do These Terrible Things Always Happen To Me?

Another Dream. Another Long-distance Call On My Phantom Party Line. No Wonder I Had Steadfastly Refused To Have Dreams For Most Of My Life. So Stupid; Such Pointless, Obvious Symbols. Totally Uncontrollable Anxiety Soup, Hateful, Blatant Nonsense.

Me, Feeling. What A Concept.