I came over and she told me she was planning to admit herself the next day, ... I was kind of taken aback. I asked her if she wanted to reschedule, but she didn't want to. She wanted the company. Or maybe the hospital didn't take admissions on Sundays.

We were planning on an advocacy campaign since Day One.

It's sort of like planning for a long drawn out hurricane. But, instead of a three-day supply, you need food and water on hand to last for weeks and possibly months. We need to think worst-case scenario and then if the impact is milder, we are well prepared.

Think ahead. Don't let day-to-day operations drive out planning.

Death's in the good-bye.

That’s what I do: I make coffee and occasionally succumb to suicidal nihilism. But you shouldn’t worry — poetry is still first. Cigarettes and alcohol follow