Come Pick Me Up

Lisa's rules for October:

Never get involved with people who are not on speaking terms with their own desires.

When feelings have become second nature, they cannot, by any force of logic, be cured.

No matter how I focus on the ne plus ultra of precious minutes when someone comes close to me and tells me that I'm beautiful, it has terrible impermanence.

It is never very persuasive to argue that you are not the sort of person who does precisely what you are actually doing.

You can stand at the window all you want, FedEx only comes when you're in the bathroom.

I am an expert splinter-remover.

I can only feel the sad pleasure of falling because I am at the right altitude.