There Are One Hundred Glow-stars On My

You Fish, Swim, Eat, Laze Around, And Everyone's So Friendly. It's Such Simple Stuff, But... If I Could Stop The World And Restart Life, Put The Clock Back, I Think I'd Restart It Like This. For Everyone.

Dream Life, I Realized, Was Only Confusing When You Were Awake. It Was From The Perspective Of Waking Life That Dream Life Seemed Fractured And Lacking Consequence, Lacking Any Certainty That One Thing Led To Another. But From Within Dream Life, The World Was Generally Coherent. Not Exactly An Unconfusing World-just No More Confusing Than Any Other.

I Wrote A Whole Novel Before The Beach. Unpublishable. Junk. But, For Some Reason I Stuck At Novels And Wrote A Second. Still Not Sure Why I Didn't Give Up. Stubborn, Maybe.

I Don't Like Dealing With Money Transactions In Poor Countries. I Get Confused Between The Feeling That I Shouldn't Haggle With Poverty And Getting Ripped Off

Well, If There's An Infinite Amount Of Chances For Something To Happen, Then Eventually It Will Happen - No Matter How Small The Likelihood.