When The Ground Starts Moving, All Bets

Do Not Whine... Do Not Complain. Work Harder. Spend More Time Alone.

I Do Have A Strong Sense Of An Order In The Universe.

Everything Goes. I Am Working Very Hard At Not Thinking About How Everything Goes.

We Are Imperfect Mortal Beings, Aware Of That Mortality Even As We Push It Away, Failed By Our Very Complication, So Wired That When We Mourn Our Losses We Also Mourn, For Better Or For Worse, Ourselves. As We Were. As We Are No Longer. As We Will One Day Not Be At All.

I Can't Imagine Writing If I Didn't Have A Reader. Any More Than An Actor Can Imagine Acting Without An Audience.