I'm Too Conceited For Therapy.

We’re The Worst Thing Because For Us The Worst Thing Is The Best Thing. And It’s Only The Best Thing For Us If It’s The Worst Thing For Someone Else.

There’s A Reason Humans Peg-out Around Eighty: Prose Fatigue. It Looks Like Organ Failure Or Cancer Or Stroke But It’s Really Just The Inability To Carry On Clambering Through The Assault Course Of Mundane Cause And Effect. If We Ask Sheila Then We Can’t Ask Ron. If I Have The Kippers Now Then It’s Quiche For Tea. Four Score Years Is About All The Ifs And Thens You Can Take. Dementia’s The Sane Realisation You Just Can’t Be Doing With All That Anymore.

That's What Happens When You Keep A Secret From Someone You Love: You Start To Hate Them For Allowing You To Prove Your Own Willingness To Deceive Them.

We Go To The Past To Lay The Blame - Since The Past Can't Argue. We Go To Our Past Selves To Account For Our Present Miseries.

Telling The Truth Is A Beautiful Act Even If The Truth Itself Is Ugly.