There is a dining room table, but right now, I can't find it. Finally, you are in the study area which is occupied by my desk, my books and my computer center. It does not matter, you understand, that you cannot see the highly polished surface of my oak desk. This is my clutter and I know exactly where everything is. Then I read the morning paper.
Mothers kill their children.
Sons kill their parents. Brothers kill their sisters. Parents kill each other. And I think about my dirt balls. Even when I wanted to drift.