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My Life in the Sunshine
An Autohagiography
August 10th, 2003 
With every new pile of mess I uncover, every dirty junk filled drawer, each container of corn meal with mites in it, I feel like I am uncovering another layer of inner turmoil, of self-deceit, dishonesty, selfishness. Like every bad thing inside me is suddenly on display and the shame, disgust and grief is overwhelming. If I don't end up jumping off the bridge from overdose of guilt, my house (both psychic and physical), will soon be very pure and clean indeed.
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