You can kiss off in the end

Jul 29, 2010 21:56

It has been so long since this page was my refuge. Nights with the wooden desk perched over the lake and the music from the victrola cabinet fingering my ears. I must be honest, and say that a large part is the lack of alcohol. A writer must be present to craft, but I was always more attuned to automatic writing in obliteration.
The glut of reading planted it's attracting rid in my chest. Now it is an "Introduction to Downstream Geology" or "Boone". I will work at being a success now, since I dropped sweat and strychnine along the path back to nowhere. I can always return there if I wish. And I may very well.
The world is very large, and I am very privileged. My interests are cursory, except for lust and motion.
Novelty carpetbagger.
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