For Years I Wrote In My Basement.

...the Human Spirit Knows, Deep Down That All Lives Intersect.

But Common Sense Has No Place In First Love And Never Has.

Learn What You Do Not Know. Understand The Consequences Of Counting The Moments.

The Manager Once Called Me The 'best Freak' In His Stable, And, Sad As It Sounds, I Took Pride In That. When You Are An Outcast, Even A Tossed Stone Can Be Cherished.

You Have To Find What’s Good And True And Beautiful In Your Life As It Is Now. Looking Back Makes You Competitive. And, Age Is Not A Competitive Issue.