It all meant something. Until it didn't.

I went to public school all my life and all through college and I liked it.

I still get my news from the newspaper in the morning. I just have an affection for paper, and that's no secret, I guess.

But what I really want is to just swim around in a warm baby pool of these friends, jump in their dry leaf pile-to rub them all over myself, without words and clothes.

I'm better than you think. I'm even better than I think I am.

I've purposely stayed away from reading much about postmodern theory, and most everything I have read just bored me to tears. I don't think anybody's written about it, or very few have, with any verve.

They were so in love with the world, and so disappointed in every aspect of it.