At any moment, I could start being a better person...but which moment should I choose?
The trouble is that sex is a force of nature, and reason is not.
Most of my problems have no answer or else the answer is worse than the problem.
I've learned to accept birth and death . . . but sometimes I still worry about what lies between.
My social life is much better, since I stopped spending it with other people.
My struggle to remain healthy is gradually killing me.