People or stars Regard me sadly, I disappoint them.
This is the light of the mind, cold and planetary. The trees of the mind are black. The light is blue.
There is a certain clinical satisfaction in seeing just how bad things can get.
It's a hell of a responsibility to be yourself. It's much easier to be somebody else or nobody at all.
I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am.
If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I'm neurotic as hell.