I Have Given Up Considering Happiness As

Explaining Something Makes It Go Away, So To Speak; What's Important Is Left After You Have Explained Everything Else.

When People Are Finding Meaning In Things -- Beware.

I Feel That I Am Doing The Minimum Amount Of Damage To Other Possibilities That May Take Place In A Reader's Head.

A Small And Sinister Snow Seems To Be Coming Down Relentlessly At Present. The Radio Says It Is Eventually Going To Be Sleet And Rain, But I Don't Think So; I Think It Is Just Going To Go On And On, Coming Down, Until The Whole World...etc. It Has That Look.

If You're Doing Nonsense It Has To Be Rather Awful, Because There'd Be No Point.