With psychopathy all the rage, shouldn't we have a better soundtrack? Who's in charge here? One side's all in earth tones and the other is sporting crushed velvet in shades of fuchsia and chartreuse. My needs are considerably more modest than I knew and I was authentic long before it was fashionable.
They seem to have all left me here on my own and maybe I'm better off.
If I could talk to the animals...
Wait! I do.