I Was Just Sort Of

I'm Living Out A Childhood Fantasy. Our House Is In A Historic District Of A Small Town That I Used To Read About In Storybooks

I Joke Around A Lot About The Manic Times Because They're Funny. We Manics Do Outrageous Things And It Is Part Of Our Colorful Nature.

I Have A Picture Of Myself In My Mind As I Walk Around Every Day, Until I Look In The Mirror-and Then I'm Stunned

The Doctors Must Tell You That One Of The Risks Of Surgery Is That You Might Die. This Poor Doctor Was Talking To An Actress. It Was Very Dramatic To Me. To Him, It Was Just A Thing He Had To Say

I Have Two Books That Were Published Quite Some Time Ago. I Start To Read About Three Sentences. I Have To Close It. I Am So Self-conscious. Who Did I Think I Was?