The Only Thing That I Was Equipped

People Demand A Lot Of The Justice System And They Demand Things That It Can't Deliver.

But There Are Some Wounds That Can Never Be Healed.

I Like Poking My Nose Into Other People's Lives.

I Think Writers Are Very Anxious.

Tentatively I Stood A Great Lump Of Wood On The Chopping Block And Bought The Axe Down On It. It Flew Into Two Perfect Halves. Such Was My Elation That I Ran Inside, Put On Our Ancient Cracked Record Of Aretha Franklin Singing Respect And Danced All By Myself For Half An Hour In Our Living Room, Without Inhibition, Almost Crying With Jubilation – Not Just About The Wood, But Because I Could Live Competently Some Of The Time, And Because That Day I Liked Myself.