Since change is constant, you wonder if people crave death because it's the only way they can get anything really finished.

Just for the record, how I feel right now is very terrific.

Even if you tell yourself "Today I'm going to drink coffee the wrong way ... from a dirty boot." Even that would be right, because you chose to drink coffee from that boot. Because you can do nothing wrong. You are always right. Even when you say, "I'm such an idiot, I'm so wrong..." you're right. You're right about being wrong. You're right even when you're an idiot. No matter how stupid your idea, you're doomed to be right because it's yours.

In the world I see you are stalking elk through the damp canyon forests around the ruins of Rock feller Center. You'll wear leather clothes that will last you the rest of your life. You'll climb the wrist-thick kudzu vines that wrap the Sears Towers. And when you look down, you'll see tiny figures pounding corn, laying stripes of venison on the empty car pool lane of some abandoned superhighways.

This isn't about guilt or innocence, he says. The dinosaurs weren't morally good or bad, but they're all dead.

If you died right now, how would you feel about your life?

You can't base your life on the past or the present. You have to tell me about your future.