I Was Feeling Lonely Without Her, But

This Place Is Too Calm, Too Natural--too Complete. I Don't Deserve It. At Least Not Yet.

It Is Not That The Meaning Cannot Be Explained. But There Are Certain Meanings That Are Lost Forever The Moment They Are Explained In Words.

I'm An Average Person. Is Just That I Like Reading.

Her Cry Was The Saddest Sound Of Orgasm That I Had Ever Heard.

I Found A Bill Evans Record In The Bookcase And Was Listening To It While Drying My Hair When I Realized That It Was The Record I Had Played In Naoko's Room On The Night Of Her Birthday, The Night She Cried And I Took Her In My Arms. That Had Happened Only Six Months Earlier, But It Felt Like Something From A Much Remoter Past. Maybe It Felt That Way Because I Had Thought About It So Often-too Often, To The Point Where It Had Distorted My Sense Of Time.