We can't always do what we think we have to do. So when there's nothing else you can do, you wait... No matter what... pressure... you might feel.

And then more quiet, silence so deep it almost drowned out the roar of the night music that pounded away in my secret self.

I thought about the nice clothes that I always wore. Well of course I did. I took pride in being the best dressed monster in Dade County.

And as we should all know by now, anytime you predict failure you have an excellent chance of being right.

In its own way the kiss had been an act of murder.

But what could I do? Be stupid for a while? I wasn't sure I knew how, even after so many years of careful observation.

Another dream. Another long-distance call on my phantom party line. No wonder i had steadfastly refused to have dreams for most of my life. So stupid; such pointless, obvious symbols. Totally uncontrollable anxiety soup, hateful, blatant nonsense.