If I Was Made Of

I Read A Lot Of Social History. If I'm In An Art Gallery And A Picture Intrigues Me, I Immediately Write Down The Title And I Google It. I Do A Lot Of Googling And Looking Out For Good Stories. I Can Almost Smell Them Sometimes.

Any Parent Knows How To Be The Ideal Parent.

Before I Had Kids, I Thought You Should Never Lie To A Kid. But Now I've Had Them, I Realize You Almost Lie To Them By Definition, Because If You're Trying To Summarize Something For Your 1-year-old, You Put It In Very Simple Terms. You Only Gradually Complicate The Explanation As They Get Older.

In The World I Notice Persons Are Nearly Always Stressed And Have No Time...i Don't Know How Persons With Jobs Do The Jobs And All The Living As Well...i Guess The Time Gets Spread Very Thin Like Butter All Over The World, The Roads And Houses And Playgrounds And Stores, So There's Only A Little Smear Of Time On Each Place, Then Everyone Has To Hurry On To The Next Bit.

And As The Years Flowed By, Some Villagers Told Travelers Of A Beast And A Beauty Who Lived In The Castle And Could Be Seen Walking On The Battlements, And Others Told Of Two Beauties, And Others, Of Two Beasts.