The guest on NPR said, “Crime, by its nature, is retrospective; you can’t examine it without looking back.”
I’m rereading “Leave Me Alone, I’m Reading,” which makes me want to write. I’d love a job where I read for money. I do it constantly anyway.
Tomorrow I’m having all four wisdom teeth out and they want to put me under. I’m frightened of never waking up. I’m frightened of death.