Tell Me Anything. Tell Me Everything. Revoke

I Was A Wasp Kid Going To A High School That Was 99 Percent Jewish And I Wanted Attention And I Wanted To Make A Spectacle Of Myself Because I Couldn't Stand To Be Ignored.

It Was Easy Not To Think Of My Future; I Didn't Have One.

She Quoted A Dead Playwright And Called Me A Bullet With Nothing But A Future. She Understood My Lack Of Self-pity. She Knew Why I Despised Everything That Might Restrict My Forward Momentum. She Knew That Bullets Have No Conscience. They Speed Past Things And Miss Their Marks As Often As They Hit Them.

I Don't Feel In Any Way Obligated To Remain Current With The Culture. I Feel No Social Obligation Whatsoever. I Trust My Morality In The Narrow Path I Trek Through The World As I Work.

I Would Like To Provoke Ambiguous Responses In My Readers.