I Cannot Exist Without The Oxygen Of

All Americans Come From Ohio Originally, If Only Briefly.

There Is Something More Annoying Than Pleasant In Finding Neighbors From Back Home Chiselling In On Your Own Exclusive New York. It Mitigates Your Triumph In Having Conquered The Great City And Brings Home The Ungratifying Truth That Anyone Can Do It.

You Woke In The Morning With The Weight Of Doom On Your Head. You Lay With Eyes Shut Wondering Why You Dreaded The Day; Was It A Debt, Was It A Lost Love? -and Then You Remembered The Nightmare....this Was No Time For Beauty, For Love, Or Private Future....there Was No Future; Everyone Waited, Marked Time, Waited. For What?

A Novel Must Be A Rich Forest Known At The Start Only By Instinct.

Joe And Jojo And I Had Lovely Day Together. I Love Joe So Much - More And More.