I'm afraid of my mind. If I can't handle myself here, what the hell is going to happen when I'm back in the states and have to deal with being in the same place...
Someone please, turn me off.
"I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night, who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz..."
About Me
- Me, I'm holding out hope for a zombie attack
- “What are you, life? A silent theater of Chinese shadows, a chain of dreams, a charlatan’s store? Or a gift of unrequited love---that’s all that is intended for me? What about happiness? Ingrate, you’re alive, you weep love strive fall and that’s not enough? What?...Not enough? Oh, is that so? There isn’t anything else.”--Tatyana Tolstaya
1 comment:
I've always admired how incredibly adaptive and flexible you are. No matter what situation you're in, your whole being makes the most of it. I just respect you so much for having that rare personality trait...which is why I doubt that you're really not being able to handle yourself there....you've always been in great control of yourself.
So when you're back here, you'll be fine, I have no doubt. Perhaps bored, and a bit crazy, but I'm sure it will be okay. Just find some Russian kumquats and eat them, and everything will be ok.
Jason
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