The very last thing that I'd want to do is say I've been hiting some hard travelling too.

The fever broke with the nightmares so now I'm up and on the road.

Sleep isn't safe.

I force myself awake and it's either the middle of the night or middle of the afternoon. The sun and the moon light things up about the same.



You helped isolate the evil in me.
To overtake or to be overtaken is no easy decision.

Sol, I can't remember Lithuania.

I'm dreaming of being Eloise, face-up on the living room floor with a drink balanced on my chest.
Salinger makes me feel sorry for ever being a kid. I must have made my father so sad.
Good writing will make you too sick to read it.

Penultimate.

Once my mother fell asleep in the driver's seat. My little brother fell asleep in the passenger seat. I stayed awake in the back seat. We almost all died like that, with them up front, and me in back with my eyes open.
I was remembering about it tonight when I saw a car crash and sitting on the curb in the dark not crying.
I couldn't see if he was crying or not, because my eyes have been bad all day. I woke up with them swollen shut.

Hello? Patterns in my mind now moving slow.

I'd give a fortune to your infomercial
if somebody would just take my call.