Nothing Made Me Happen. I Happened.

… It Is Not Healing To See Your Childhood Home, But It Helps You Measure Whether You Are Broken, And How And Why, Assuming You Want To Know.

Let Me Tell You About My Day. I Get Up At 8 O'clock In The Morning. At 8:30 Am, I Leave The House And I Arrive At My Office At 8:37. I Stay In The Office Until 2 O'clock In The Afternoon. I Get In My Porsche And I'm Home At 2:03 Because The One-way Streets Make It Faster For Me To Drive. And Between 8:36 Am And 2 Pm, I'm Doing One Of Three Things: I'm Writing. I'm Staring Out The Window. Or I'm Writhing On The Floor.

On A Related Subject, Signore Pazzi, I Must Confess To You: I'm Giving Serious Thought To Eating Your Wife.

Allegra Pazzi: Dr. Fell, Do You Believe A Man Could Become So Obsessed With A Woman, From A Single Encounter? Hannibal Lecter: Could He Daily Feel A Stab Of Hunger For Her And Find Nourishment In The Very Sight Of Her? I Think So. But Would She See Through The Bars Of His Plight And Ache For Him?

Shiloh Isn’t Haunted – Men Are Haunted. Shiloh Doesn’t Care.