I Made The Wrong Choice

You Have Peace," The Old Woman Said, "when You Make It With Yourself.

For Years I Wrote In My Basement. More Recently I Graduated To One Floor Above, An Office With All My Books And Music And - Ta Da! - A Window.

Things Change When You're Not In Danger Anymore.

Each Affects The Other, And The Other Affects The Next, And The World Is Full Of Stories, But The Stories Are All One.

I Worked Because I Could Control It.