It'll sound terrible. It's true. It's nothing
really. I like to fuss. I sit and relax and read,
take a bath, have my ice cream. I fill the day.
You look around. You hear things. Sometimes
you daydream you're really somebody special. It's
the sort of thing you do.
I could never converse with anyone about it.
It would drive me nuts. It would drive me wild.
I know I'm needed. I think alot. I have very simple
pleasures. I'm not a deep reader. I can't understand
a lot of things. I'm looking forward to it.