Am I right to hedge my bets on being famous, ply my arts all day alone, silence, no tv? Mark said, the difference is people are actually listening to **** Jagger, but I thought that’s not so big a difference.
When Dad died it only reinforced the futility of our daily efforts notwithstanding my hopeful eulogy about our responsibilities to each other.
People listened then, and closely, searching for an echo from the abyss. What is this abyss and how do I know it’s there?