Unfortunately, There's No Greater Rhyme Or Reason

I Had A Tumor. But It Was Great.

One Of The Marks Of A Life Well Lived Has To Be Reaching A State Of Finally Getting It, Of Not Needing More, And Of Being Able To Sign Off With Something Approaching Peace Of Mind.

What Remains Of Your Past If You Didn't Allow Yourself To Feel It When It Happened? If You Don't Have Your Experiences In The Moment, If You Gloss Them Over With Jokes Or Zoom Past Them, You End Up With Curiously Dispassionate Memories.

Well Into Adulthood, Writing Has Never Gotten Easier. It Still Only Ever Begins Badly, And There Are No Guarantees That This Is Not The Day When The Jig Is Finally Up.

There Is Supercomputer Somewhere In The Nevada Desert Whose Sole Function Is To Count The Number Of Times That I Have Said The Following, Because It Is Unquantifiable By Human Minds At This Point, But This Time It’s Really True: I Should Have Stayed Home.