I Don't Want To Be A Victim.

I Did The Traditional Thing With Falling In Love With Words, Reading Books And Underlining Lines I Liked And Words I Didn't Know. It Was Something I Always Did.

Sometimes I Feel Like I've Got My Nose Pressed Up Against The Window Of A Bakery, Only I'm The Bread.

From Here On Out, There's Just Reality. I Think That's What Maturity Is: A Stoic Response To Endless Reality. But Then, What Do I Know?

Never Love For Me, Only Obsession. Someone Has To Stand Still For You To Love Them. My Choices Are Always On The Run.

I Have A Second Dog, Too, Mainly For Security.