I Don't Think There Is

To Understand Our Love They'd Have To Turn The World Upside Down

I'm Good At Doing The Laundry. At Least That. And It's A Religious Experience...water, Earth, Fire-polarities Of Wet And Dry, Hot And Cold, Dirty And Clean. The Great Cycles-round And Round-beginning And End-alpha And Omega, Amen.

Life Is. I Am. Anything Might Happen.

I Know What I Really Want For Christmas. I Want My Childhood Back. Nobody Is Going To Give Me That. I Might Give At Least The Memory Of It To Myself If I Try. I Know It Doesn't Make Sense, But Since When Is Christmas About Sense, Anyway? It Is About A Child, Of Long Ago And Far Away, And It Is About The Child Of Now. In You And Me. Waiting Behind The Door Of Or Hearts For Something Wonderful To Happen. A Child Who Is Impractical, Unrealistic, Simpleminded And Terribly Vulnerable To Joy.

Any Fool Can Make Enough Money To Survive. It's Another Thing To Keep Yourself Consistently Entertained. It's A Lot Of Work, And A Lot Of Fun, To Make A Life.