We Can't All Be Happy, We Can't

Now At Last I Know Why I Was Brought Here And What I Have To Do.

As Soon As I Turned The Key I Saw It Hanging, The Color Of Fire And Sunset. The Colour Of Flamboyant Flowers. ‘if You Are Buried Under A Flamboyant Tree, ‘ I Said, ‘your Soul Is Lifted Up When It Flowers. Everyone Wants That.’ She Shook Her Head But She Did Not Move Or Touch Me.

Today I Must Be Very Careful, Today I Have Left My Armor At Home.

The Last Time You Were Happy About Nothing; The First Time You Were Afraid About Nothing. Which Came First?

...morbidly, Attracted Him To Strangeness, To Recklessnesss, Even Unhappiness.