Sometimes I get ideas for things so fast that I don’t know what to do with them. I think I need a mediator, perhaps a U.N. translator, someone or something able to absorb the spastic rush of creativity and deliver to my brain a lucid translation, full of paint by number diagrams that are littered with personal code, all linked to a navigation guide of flowers in the margin.

That, unfortunately, is all I have to say right now.