Aug 08, 2004 23:54
"All of a sudden something breaks off sharply. The adventure is over, time resumes its daily routine. I turn; behind me, this beautiful melodious form sinks entirely into the past. It grows smaller, contracts as it declines, and now the end makes one with the beginning. Following this gold sport with my eyes I think I would accept- even if I had to risk death, lose a fortune, a friend- to live it all over again, in the same circumstances, from end to end. But an adventure never returns nor is prolonged."
Jean-Paul Sartre's Nausea
my best-friend's boss buys us beer which we drink sitting on counters in the empty pizza shop.
but the days feel more quite. i have more clothing then one would ever need. tomorrow i will rise at 6am to work but something else is on the horizon.
i'm patient until the next adventure