It's Odd How Different A House Feels

Oh, Comfortable Cocoa!

I Only Want To Write. And There's No College For That Except Life.

Even A Broken Heart Doesn't Warrant A Waste Of Good Paper.

I Write This Sitting In The Kitchen Sink.

There Was A Wonderful Atmosphere Of Gentle Age, A Smell Of Flowers And Beeswax, Sweet Yet Faintly Sour And Musty; A Smell That Makes You Feel Very Tender Towards The Past.