When I'm Off The Road, My Husband

What I Wouldn't Give To Find A Soul Mate, Someone Else To Catch This Drift.

Anytime There's Separatism Going On. It Happens All The Time, Because The Illusion Before Us Is That We Are Separate. It Gives Us This Sense Of Egoic Identity, Which Is Lovely In Its Own Way.

I'm A Bit Of An Alchemist Sorceress. I've Collected Probably 1500 Oils From Around The Planet Over The Last Ten Years. I'm Kind Of Obsessed With The Sensuality Of It.

I Remember How Beautiful It Was To Fall Asleep On Your Couch And Cry In Front Of You For The First Time. You Were The Best Platform From Which To Jump Beyond Myself. What Was Wrong With Me?

What's That Line From Ts Eliot? To Arrive At The Place Where You Started, But To Know It For The First Time. I'm Able To Write About A Breakup From A Different Place. Same Brokenness. Same Rock-bottom. But A Little More Informed, Now I'm Older. Thank God For Growing Up.