Loss Is The Hardest Thing, I Said.

I Just Became Fascinated With How Complex And Unlikely The Universe Is And Life Is And Catholicism Gives Me An Answer To That.

Once You Have Had A Wonderful Dog, A Life Without One, Is A Life Diminished.

The Only Thing I Know For Sure Is How Much I Do Not Know.

But Victimhood Was Seductive, A Release From Responsibility And Caring. Fear Would Be Transmuted Into Weary Resignation; Failure Would No Longer Generate Guilt But, Instead, Would Spawn A Comforting Self-pity.

Death Came, Death Went, But Commerce Flowed Eternal.