If I Used Being Busy As An

Whiskey, Like A Beautiful Woman, Demands Appreciation. You Gaze First, Then It's Time To Drink.

But What Seems Like A Reasonable Distance To One Person Might Feel Too Far To Somebody Else.

Now For A Good Twelve-hour Sleep, I Told Myself. Twelve Solid Hours. Let Birds Sing, Let People Go To Work. Somewhere Out There, A Volcano Might Blow, Israeli Commandos Might Decimate A Palestinian Village. I Couldn't Stop It. I Was Going To Sleep.

I Like To Read Books. I Like To Listen To Music.

I'll Write To You. A Super-long Letter, Like In An Old-fashioned Novel