O.K. I'm running out of appetite. Let this swirl- a bit like Crab Nebula- do for now.
We all want what's been suddenly disallowed.
You can read everybody. It's not even interesting to tell the truth because to some extent it's false.
I'm trying to climb up both walls at once.
You can do anything, really. And that, l think, is one of the exciting possibilities of the present, l swear, is the possibility that the goddamn thing can be modaled throughout.
I'm sorry, but I was born with a towel on my head.