The World Needs An Enema.

We Often Mistake The Original Part Of Ourselves For A Weakness.

I Like What I Do For A Living. I Also Like Not Doing It--perhaps Even More.

My Struggles With Myself Seldom Reach Aerobic Level.

Envy Awakens At The Sound Of A Distant Laugh.

As A Child I Was Middle-aged And Cautious Compared To My Impulsive Father.