"How happy is the blameless vestal's lot, The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, Each prayer accepted, and each wish resigned; Labour and rest, that equal periods keep; Obedient slumbers that can wake and weep." I write when my fingers get twitchy and tingly. I like describing everyone and everything I see. Sometimes I worry myself and hope it's not all seeming like a big calamitous mess. Musically, I listen to everything from Yiddish folk songs, to grindcore, to funk fusion. Besides providing volumes of inspiration, they all make me feel an immense sense of well being, and help me forget that the world isn't everything we all want it to be. My favourite things about people are their unforgivable imperfections, and I love french toast for dinner. "This dance is out of rhythm / we trip on excess steps / at the first showing"