I Still Try To Make The "next"

And I Love The Twist. I Love To Fool You Once, I Love To Fool You Twice, And On The Very Last Page, Quite Often - Very Last Paragraph Sometimes - I Like To Just Play With Your Perception One More Time In A Way That Makes Everything That Came Before Just A Little Bit Different.

This Was A Place Where Tattoos Outnumbered Teeth.

We All Think That We Are Uniquely Complex, That No One Can See What We Are Thinking - Yet We Also Believe That We Have The Rare Ability To Read Others. This Fascinates Me At The Moment.

This Is The Price You Pay For Having A Great Father. You Get The Wonder, The Joy, The Tender Moments - And You Get The Tears At The End, Too.

There Is A Certain Fate To The Universe And A Certain Randomness.