Excuse me if I'm clinging on to life, but my parents wove me from tight thread.
I didn't like mundane life.
My sight is bad, my hearing is bad, I feel bad, but I don't suffer, I don't complain.
I took pleasure when I could. I acted clearly and morally and without regret. I'm very lucky.
There are so many good authors; there's no shortage of them.
I only have one wrinkle and I'm sitting on it.