I'd Rather Get A Brain Tumor Than

Dad Said I Would Always Be "high Minded And Low Waged" From Reading Too Much Ralph Waldo Emerson. Maybe He Was Right.

I Did Not Want To Live Out My Life In The Strenuous Effort To Hold A Ghost World Together. It Was Plain As The Stars That Time Herself Moved In Grand Tidal Sweeps Rather Than The Tick-tocks We Suffocate Within, And That I Must Reshape Myself To Fully Inhabit The Earth Rather Than Dawdle In The Sump Of My Foibles.

I Rarely Read Or Buy A Book Because Of A Review.

I Can Write Anywhere.

I Remember My Grandfather Telling Me How Each Of Us Must Live With A Full Measure Of Loneliness That Is Inescapable, And We Must Not Destroy Ourselves With Our Passion To Escape The Aloneness.