My Analyst Refused To Hear My Dreams.

It's This Subconscious Part Of Me That Knows Just How Far To Go, And Suddenly, Everything Bursts Into Flames.

Every Night I Go Over What I Did In The Day, In Ethical Or Moral Terms. Have I Treated People Properly? Did I Tell The Truth?

I Work More Now Because At This Time Of My Life I Am Not Disturbed From My Aim By Outside Pressures Such As Family, Passionate Relationships, Dealing With 'who Am I?' - Those Complications When One Is Searching For One's Self.

I Don't Like The Idea Of Separating Life And Work. That Notion Seems Dated And A Bit Alien To Me.

My Aim In Life Is Not To Judge.