nobody is thinking about you.
yes, i know you are certain that your friends are becoming
your enemies; that your grocer, garbageman, clergyman,
sister-in-law, and your dog are all of the opinion that
you have put on weight, that you have lost your touch,
that you have lost your mind; furthermore, you are convinced
that everyone spends two-thirds of every day commenting
on your disintegration, denigrating your work, plotting your
assassination.
i promise you: nobody is thinking about you.
they are thinking about themselves--