It's not anger that makes me put off writing you. It's (as you surmised) the myriad. either all life is sacred or none of it is (look it up tbe) i had a strange experience the other day. congrats on self identifying as a manipulator. i'm not being (sarcastic). It takes courage to face something like that about yorself. perhaps takes even more not to escape into the luxury of abject self loathing what do you want me to do with your stuff? I have to clean out the whole basement. It smells like a mixture of our slobby neighbors' cigarette smoke and cat piss down there. I'm taking everything out. (2015)