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I Think It Is More A Cautiousness That Protects Me From Enthusiasm About Things. I Tend Not To Get Excited. People Perceive It As A Scowl, Which Is Fair Enough.

And People Are Intrigued If I Really Am As Grumpy In Real Life. People Feel A Bit Let Down If I'm Laughing Or Smiling.

I Had A Longing For Ritual, Something I Could Cling To, A Routine To Make Me Feel Well And Contented. I Hoped That Reading Bible Commentaries And Theological Critiques Would Nudge Me Closer To Some Kind Of Absolute That I Could Hold Up As A Torch To Light My Way.

People Who Are Pro Smacking Children Say, 'it's The Only Language They Understand.' You Could Apply That To Tourists.

One Saturday In 1984, I Walked Into My First Aa Meeting. I Went Regularly For Six Years And Only Stopped When I Came To Realize My Underlying Problem Was Not Genuine Alcoholism, But Depression.