It Felt Natural. That Is What I

The Dream We Are Living Has Absolutely No Purpose Other Than Our Awakening.

Largely This Is A Class Thing - Writers Tend To Be Cosseted Little Middle-class Kiddies Who Think That The World Owes Them A Royalty Cheque. But Just Doing It - Being In Your Room For Years On End, Locked In Your Head, Alone With Invented Ghosts - It Weakens And Softens The Body. And I Know I Can't Just Live In My Head.

When He Was Born, I Looked At My Little Boy And Felt An Unconditional Love I Never Knew Was Inside Me. As He Grew, And I Watched Him Stagger About, Squeak His First Words, And Turn Into A Beautiful Little Boy, That Feeling Did Not Change.

I Have Found Having My Dad As My North Star Has Worked Well For Me.

People Are Always Surprised At What A Nice Guy I Am.