Why Is It That We Understand Playing

There Was No One Clear Point Of Loss. It Happened Over And Over Again In A Thousand Small Ways And The Only Truth There Was To Learn Was That There Was No Getting Used To It.

Why Is It That We Understand Playing The Cello Will Require Work, But We Attribute Writing To The Magic Of Inspiration?

You Are Always Someones Favorite Unfolding Story

I Don't Believe In Fate, As In, Which I - As A Catholic, I Think, Sort Of Predestination. But I Certainly Believe In Chance.

Everyone Knows Everything Eventually.