I don't cook. I can't. I used to know how but I get distracted or I forget. If I order food, they make sure it comes and then I eat.
I don't see how you could, not with poetry. You'd just be choosing the wrong feeling to convey.
Sometimes. Sometimes you could not be. Sometimes I wonder if anyone is. Except the doctors. I definitely know they're not stories.
I sent you a book, once. Start there and read backwards.
You don't understand, I wish you did I thought you I can't keep telling them to get to sleep! I'd never sleep, not ever. I write them down but sometimes it's not enough.