Yes, I kidnapped that Lindberg baby.

What do you do when your entire identity is destroyed in an instant? How do you cope when your whole life story turns out to bw wrong?

What if reality is nothing but some disease?

Everyone wants to be tested and challenged. Everyone would like a good, honest fight to exhaust their frustrations.

Are these things really better than the things I already have? Or am I just trained to be dissatisfied with what I have now?

A male chauvinist pig isn't born, he's made, and more and more of them are being made by women.

Portland in particular is a cheap enough place to live that you can still develop your passion - painting, writing, music. People seem less status-conscious. Even wealthy people buy second-hand clothes and look a little bit homeless.