Diane snapped open this morning at 5, drawing me from my largely empty double bed and into her dark inner passages – and I don’t care what you’ve heard – it’s not kittens in there that are operating the machinery. I am here to change your mind after all. Diane always says that “Somewhere there comes a point where personal belief must end, and universal truths take over. Here’s one for you – the best way to get through life kid, is try not to breathe.”
(Sometimes I think Diane is just a big fat bull.)