I Understood Once I Held A Baby

I Was Darkly Convinced That At Age 52 I Would Kill Myself Because My Mother Committed Suicide At That Age. I Was Fantasizing That She Was Waiting For Me On The Other Side Of The Grave.

Real Life Has Always Let Me Down. That's Why I Do The Monologues. I Have Always Said I Would Rather Tell A Life Than Live A Life. But I Have To Live A Life In Order To Tell One.

How Theraputic It Is To Surrond Yourself With People Stranger Than Yourself.

The Fact That New York Continues In The Face Of All Of The Chaos, Of The Crime, Of The Madness, You Just Think That It Would Just Pop And Vanish, Just Explode.

I Fantasize About Going Back To High School With The Knowledge I Have Now. I Would Shine. I Would Have A Good Time, I Would Have A Girlfriend. I Think That's Where A Lot Of My Pain Comes From. I Think I Never Had Any Teenage Years To Go Back To.