I'll let them speak for me.
"But when the self speaks to the self, who is speaking? - the entombed soul, the spirit driven in, in, in to the central catacomb; the self that took the veil and left the world - a coward perhaps, yet somehow beautiful, as it flits with its lantern restlessly up and down the dark corridors."
-Virginia Woolf
and
"I know booze isn't the answer, but it helps me forget the question."
-I don't know who, but it works
Going to W tonight. Having cocktails with a friend before. Maybe the weather will get really bad and we'll be in a fatal car crash on the way there. That'd be swell.
At the very least I get to drink and it's been a long time since I've gone there. Different crowd, other music, sounds good.
Too bad my Squishy's out of town.
-Virginia Woolf
and
"I know booze isn't the answer, but it helps me forget the question."
-I don't know who, but it works
Going to W tonight. Having cocktails with a friend before. Maybe the weather will get really bad and we'll be in a fatal car crash on the way there. That'd be swell.
At the very least I get to drink and it's been a long time since I've gone there. Different crowd, other music, sounds good.
Too bad my Squishy's out of town.