insert amusing story with vaguely sexual connotations here - perhaps one about seeing someone's penis in the sand pit or one from later in life, one that is about a sexual encounter that was exciting but that left me feeling decidedly insignificant. Yes. I remember when I used to write whole stories. Beginning, middle, end. I am aware that I have become internal. Random shrieks into the void. Hello? Are you there? Is there anybody there? I will turn to fiction. This is the answer I suppose. That last post, ghost post. Was the end of it.