I Don't Think Of Myself

His Heart, Like Mine, Was Ticking Off The Time Allotted To His Small Restless Body.

Writers Have To Keep On Writing If They Want To Mature, Like Caterpillars Endlessly Chewing On Leaves.

I Am Struck By How, Except When You're Young, You Really Need To Prioritize In Life, Figuring Out In What Order You Should Divide Up Your Time And Energy. If You Don't Get That Sort Of System Set By A Certain Age, You'll Lack Focus And Your Life Will Be Out Of Balance.

Life: I'll Never Understand It.

It Seemed To Me That This World Has A Serious Shortage Of Both Logic And Kindness.