I started the day with coffee and rice. I ended it with a dirty martini and cheesecake.

Sometimes I think I say I don't know what I want because I'm too much of a coward to go after what I actually want. Does that make any sense? Also, I think if a 10 year old version of myself could travel forward in time and give me the what for, it would find me an exceedingly silly person. Indeed. I would probably even be disgusted with myself.

If time keeps going so slow and so fast at the same time I will be forced to go back to bed. And stay there. How's that for an ultimatum?

Don't answer that.