Being The Survivor Stinks.

I Think There Is Just A Vein Of Humanity That Really Loves Animals And Really Loves To Read About Them.

Do You Have Any Idea How Much An Elephant Drinks?

Sometimes When You Get Older — And I’m Not Talking About You, I’m Talking Generally, Because Everyone Ages Differently — Things You Think On And Wish On Start To Seem Real. And Then You Believe Them, And Before You Know It They’re Part Of Your History, And If Someone Challenges You On Them And Says They’re Not True — Why, Then You Get Offended Because You Can’t Remember The First Part. All You Know Is That You’ve Been Called A Liar.

Although, Pretending Not To Notice Is Almost Worse Than Noticing.

I Hate This Bizarre Policy Of Protective Exclusion, Because It Effectively Writes Me Off The Page.