My Father And Mother Split And I

A Very Merry Christmas And A Happy New Year Let's Hope It's A Good One Without Any Fear.

I Was Stuck In The Feeling That One Did Not--was Not Justified In Being Alive Unless One Was Fulfilling Other People's Dreams, Whether They Were Contractual Dreams Or The Public's Dreams, Or Fulfilling My Own Dreams And Illusions About What I Thought I Was Supposed To Be, Which, In Retrospect, Turned Out To Not Be What I Am.

Love Is Like A Flower - You Have To Let It Grow.

[polythene Pam] Was Me, Remembering A Little Event With A Woman In Jersey, And A Man Who Was England's Answer To Allen Ginsberg, Who Gave Us Our First Exposure - This Is So Long - You Can't Deal With All This. You See, Everything Triggers Amazing Memories. I Met Him When We Were On Tour And He Took Me Back To His Apartment And I Had A Girl And He Had One He Wanted Me To Meet. He Said She Dressed Up In Polythene, Which She Did. She Didn't Wear Jackboots And Kilts, I Just Sort Of Elaborated. Perverted Sex In A Polythene Bag. Just Looking For Something To Write About.

I've Been Baking Bread And Looking After The Baby...everyone Else Who Has Asked Me That Question Over The Last Few Years Says. 'but What Else Have You Been Doing?' To Which I Say, 'are You Kidding?' Because Bread And Babies, As Every Housewife Knows, Is A Full-time Job. After I Made The Loaves [of Bread,] I Felt Like I Had Conquered Something. But As I Watched The Bread Being Eaten, I Thought, Well, Jesus, Don't I Get A Gold Record Or Knighted Or Nothing?