I Feel Like I'm Not Smart Enough

All Of My Books Come From Pain.

I Had Dreamed Of Something So Different From What Reality Was Now Offering Up, But That Dream Had Been A Blind Man's Vision. That Dream Was A Miracle. The Morning Was Fading. And I Remembered Yet Again That I Was A Tourist Here.

Our Lives Are Not All Interconnected. That Theory Is A Crock. Some People Truly Do Not Need To Be Here.

Fear Never Shows Up And The Party Ends Early.

Price. You're Priceless.