I Have The Nicest Life In The

History Has Spurts And Then Is Steady, And Then Maybe Even Backing Up A Step, And Then Forward Again.

I Can Remember Walking On The Moon.

Frequently On The Lunar Surface I Said To Myself, 'this Is The Moon, That Is The Earth. I'm Really Here, I'm Really Here!'

I Find Color Schemes That I Just Like And That Just Feel Right.

But I'm The Only One Who Can Paint The Moon, Because I'm The Only One Who Knows Whether That's Right Or Not.