She Has Given Me A Way Out.

It Certainly Was An Important Moment For Me, That Realization That I Was Not Going To Get What I Wanted. It Was Very Freeing. I Keep Using That Word "freeing" Or "liberating." I Feel Like Houdini Sometimes, Like I'm Just Getting Out Of One Set Of Shackles After Another, Hanging Upside Down Inside A Burlap Bag With Handcuffs On. Hopefully One Day, I'm Going To Get Out Of This Tank Of Water.

Grief Takes Many Forms, Including The Absence Of Grief

I Don't Know, Maybe It's Because I Was Raised Catholic. Confession Has Always Held A Great Appeal For Me.

It Was A Vicious Cycle, Though. The More Gratification We Found In Our Own Geniuses, The More Isolated We Grew.

I Don't Know How Anyone Gets Anything Done In New York City. I Vastly Prefer Living In The Country. I Just Need A Lot Of Quiet And Solitude, And I'm So Easily Distracted. I Mean, The Internet Is Enough To Deal With.