Yeah, I Get A Death

Whatever Job I Had, I Was Always Writing Like Crazy. All I Ever Liked About Offices Was Being Able To Type Up Stories On The Computer When No One Was Looking. I Was Never Paying Much Attention In Meetings Because I Was Usually Scribbling Bits Of My Latest Stories In The Margins Of The Pad Or Thinking Up Names For My Characters. This Is A Problem When You're Supposed To Be Taking Minutes Of The Meeting.

Birth And Death: There Was The Same Consciousness Of Heightened Existence And Of Her Own Elevated Importance

Death Is Just Life's Next Big Adventure.

What Are We Doing Here? Has Something Gone Wrong?” “oh No, Ron,” Came Fred’s Voice, Very Sarcastically. “no, This Is Exactly Where We Wanted To End Up.

I Am Prouder Of My Years As A Single Mother Than Of Any Other Part Of My Life.