Sheep Hurt My Father, And Through My

You Know What It’s Like When You’re Trying To Fall Asleep And It Only Makes You More Wide Awake?

Your Heart Is Like A Great River After A Long Spell Of Rain, Spilling Over Its Banks. All Signposts That Once Stood On The Ground Are Gone, Inundated And Carried Away By That Rush Of Water. And Still The Rain Beats Down On The Surface Of The River. Every Time You See A Flood Like That On The News You Tell Yourself: That’s It. That’s My Heart.

I'm An Average Person. Is Just That I Like Reading.

I Write Weird Stories. I Don't Know Why I Like Weirdness So Much ... But When I Write, I Write Weird. That's Very Strange. When I'm Getting More And More Serious, I'm Getting More And More Weird.

The Best Way To Think About Reality, I Had Decided, Was To Get As Far Away From It As Possible.