It sometimes feels like a strange movie, you know, it's all so weird that sometimes I wonder if it is really happening.

Sometimes, I wonder what I'm doing here.

I'd love to do a superhero movie, like a remake of Wonder Woman.

I look at my clarinet sometimes and I think, I wonder what's going to come out of there tonight? You never know.

Sometimes I wonder if I'm a character being written, or if I'm writing myself.

There is an anaesthetic of familiarity, a sedative of ordinariness which dulls the senses and hides the wonder of existence. For those of us not gifted in poetry, it is at least worth while from time to time making an effort to shake off the anaesthetic. What is the best way of countering the sluggish habitutation brought about by our gradual crawl from babyhood? We can't actually fly to another planet. But we can recapture that sense of having just tumbled out to life on a new world by looking at our own world in unfamiliar ways.