Facts, Even False Ones, Cannot Be Copyrighted.

We Are Now As I Wished We Could Be Then.

As Far As All Of Our Identities Are Dependent On How Other People Imagine Us We Are All Making Ourselves And Each Other Up All The Time

I Think About How Much Depends Upon A Best Friend. Then You Wake Up In The Morning You Swing Your Legs Out Of Bed And You Put Your Feet On The Ground And You Stand Up. You Don't Scoot To The Edge Of The Bed And Look Down To Make Sure The Floor Is There. The Floor Is Always There. Until It's Not.

We're Professional Worriers. You're Constantly Imagining Things That Could Go Wrong And Then Writing About Them.

I Hated Being Careful, Too - Or Wanted To, At Least.