[i]t May Be That A Crowd At

There's A Fine Line Between Thinking About Somebody And Thinking About Not Thinking About Somebody, But I Have The Patience And The Self-control To Walk That Line For Hours - Days, If I Have To.

Stu Walked Bennie Over To Chris In The Chair And Parted His Hair To Reveal Some Tan Little Creatures The Size Of Poppy Seeds Moving Around On His Scalp. Bennie Felt Himself Grow Faint.'lice' The Barber Whispered.'they Get It At School'. 'but He Goes To Private School' Bernie Had Blurted.'in Crandale,new York!

And It May Be That A Crowd At A Particular Moment Of History Creates The Object To Justify Its Gathering, As It Did At The First Human Be-in And Monterey Pop And Woodstock. Or It May Be That Two Generations Of War And Surveillance Had Left People Craving The Embodiment Of Their Own Unease In The Form Of A Lone, Unsteady Man On A Slide Guitar.

One Area I Have A Huge Amount Of Trouble In Is Writing About Myself. I Get A Heavy, Almost Depressed Feeling.

"see," Sasha Muttered, Eyeing The Sun. 'it's Mine."