Model Communes Are The Ones Where The

People Write To Me All The Time, And I Write Back.

I Love Research. I'd Go So Far As To Say I'm A Research Fanatic.

He Was In My Hair, My Eyes, My Fingers, My Heart. I Day-dreamed About What He Was Doing, Thinking, Seeing, Smelling, Feeling. I Could Not Eat For Thoughts Of Him.

What Stays With Me Most Is A General Sense Of Loss, Unease, And Longing For The Past That Cannot Be Relieved.

Seeing Something Once Is Better Than Hearing About It A Hundred Times. Doing Something Once Is Better Than Seeing It A Hundred Times.