The Short Story Is Still Like The

It's Easy, There's A Trick To It, You Do It Or You Die.

It Has Been Said That Civilization Is Twenty-four Hours And Two Meals Away From Barbarism.

I Found English To Be A Sort Of Thomas Hardy Aversion Therapy.

I Think There Should Be An Occupy Gallifrey. Because 0.000001% Of The People Have 99.99999% Of The Time.

She Decides To Make A List Of The Things That Make Her Happy. She Writes 'plum-blossom' At The Top Of A Piece Of Paper. Then She Stares At The Paper, Unable To Think Of Anything Else. Eventually It Begins To Get Dark.