I Regret That It Takes A Life

I Usually Write Away From Home, In Coffee Shops, On Trains, On Planes, In Friends’ Houses. I Like Places Where There’s Stuff Going On That You Can Lift Your Eyes, See Something Interesting, Overhear A Conversation.

I See Myself As Someone Who Makes Things. Definitions Have Never Done Anything But Constrain.

I Would Have Done Anything For Him. Maybe That Was My Sickness.

No Matter How Much I Feel, I’m Not Going To Let It Out. If I Have To Cry, I’m Gonna Cry On The Inside. If I Have To Bleed, I’ll Bruise. If My Heart Starts Going Crazy, I’m Not Gonna Tell Everyone In The World About It. It Doesn’t Help Anything. It Just Makes Everyone’s Life Worse.

Succotash My Cocker Spaniel, You Fudging Crevasse-hole Dipshiitake!