Hell Changes Constantly But There Are Certain

It's Stupid, I Know, But I Care. All The Things That Meant So Much When We Were Young. Under The Blankets Late At Night, Listening To Long-distance Radio. All Those Things Lost Now Or Broken. Can You Remember? Can You Remember That Feeling? Perhaps I Ought To Go To A Doctor.

There Are Dozens Of Unfinished Or Aborted Projects In My Files, But I Can Only Assume They Don't Get Done Because They're Not Robust Enough To Struggle Through The Birth Process.

I Plan Years In Advance, But I Like To Leave Enough Space In The Narrative Scheme To Change Things, Because I Always Get My Best Ideas The Closer I Come To The End Of A Project, After I've Lived With It For A While.

The Moon Is So Beautiful. It's A Big Silver Dollar, Flipped By God. And It Landed Scarred Side Up, See? So He Made The World.

I Just Wanted All The Wars To Be Over So That We Could Spend The Money On Starships And Mars Colonies.