I should either have died in the 1980’s (probably 1985) or been born so I was a New Yorker-Manhattan theatre/literary type during the Algonquin Round Table era … but what is ABSOLUTELY and COMPLETELY and UNDENIABLY true is that I DO NOT belong here and now. I am just all wrong. I do not fit. I do not make sense. And I am ready to go. Over it. Done. Please.