You'll consider what you did wrong & bookend your reflections with hunger - no supper, no breakfast.

I'm not a big fan of psychoanalysis: I think if you have mental problems what you need are good pills. But I do think that if you have thinks that bother you, things that are unresolved, the more that you talk about them, write about them, the less serious they become.

My wife has told me since that I was hungover every mornng until about two in the afternoon, and from five until midnight I was drunk out of my mind. So she says there was this period of about three hours when she could talk to me like a rational human being.

I am in trouble here. This woman is not right.

Outside, a gusty October breeze was combing leaves from the trees and sending them across her backyard in colorful skitters.

The scariest, most terrifying thing that I fear? Yes. My Imagination. I thought you were going to say "Fear, itself." Then you have a small imagination.

Nobody lives forever, but we all shine on.