In An Unpredictable And Unpleasant World It

I Couldn’t Be With People And I Didn’t Want To Be Alone. Suddenly My Perspective Whooshed And I Was Far Out In Space, Watching The World. I Could See Millions And Millions Of People, All Slotted Into Their Lives; Then I Could See Me—i’d Lost My Place In The Universe. It Had Closed Up And There Was Nowhere For Me To Be. I Was More Lost Than I Had Known It Was Possible For Any Human Being To Be.

It's Not Like You Take The Right Turning And You Get Everlasting Happiness And You Take The Wrong One And Your Life's A Disaster. In Real Life It's Often Impossible To Tell Which Decision Is The One You Should Make Because What You Stand To Gain And What You Stand To Lose Are Sometimes-often-neck And Neck.

I Love Prada. Not So Much The Clothes, Which Are For Malnourished Thirteen-year-olds, But I Covet, With Covety Covetousness, The Shoes And Handbags. Like, I Love Them. If I Was Given A Choice Between World Peace And A Prada Handbag, I'd Dither. (i'm Not Proud Of This, I'm Only Saying.)

The Feel Of Them (books) And The Smell Of Them. A Bookshop Was Like An Aladdin's Cave For Me. Entire Worlds And Lives Can Be Found Just Behind That Glossy Cover. All You Had To Do Was Look." Claire (watermelon)

I Still Get Awful Depression. It's Who I Am.