For The First Time, I

I'm Not Sure I Want All My Neuroses Cleared Up

From The Moment We Walk Out The Door Until We Come Back Home Our Sensibilities Are So Assaulted By The World That We Have To Soak Up As Much Love As We Can Get, Simply To Arm Ourselves.

I Was Just Sort Of Moving Through Time.

I Have Been Afraid All My Life That I Am Going To Die. All My Life It Has Been Stuffed In My Imagination

My Recovery From Manic Depression Has Been An Evolution, Not A Sudden Miracle.