It goes a little like this:
Scream! And scream! And scream! Run out for tampons one night, get in your car, zone out and drive all the way up the PCH into Malibu, past Malibu, singing so loud you’re screaming again, and crying, and wait - where are you! Talk and talk and talk! Use your hands when you talk to make them! Understand! Exactly! How full of ra…