When Everyone Thinks They Know You, It's

O What Is It About Having One's Own Babe Upon One's Hip That Makes A Woman Wish To Go Home To Her Mother? A Desire To Say: 'look, The Circle Is Compleat'? A Desire To Say: 'look, I Have Cross'd The Divide And Now Am More Like You'? A Desire To Say: 'look, This Babe I Offer You Is My Most Precious Gift'?

Is There A Phrase In The English Language More Fraught With Menace Than A Tax Audit?

It Is For This, Partly, That I Write. How Can I Know What I Think Unless I See What I Write.

They Keep Saying The Right Person Will Come Along. I Think Mine Got Hit By A Truck.

I've Kept Journals At Many Times In My Life Starting From When I Was About 13 Or 14. But It's Boring And Contrived To Keep A Journal Every Day. Better To Write As The Mood Strikes.