on Vonnegut
We go through life with heroes who made their mark 20, 30 years before we were pulled out the womb, then we settle into routine, a daily (or weekly, or yearly) cycle of being glad he's out there, a reassured smile at the newspaper that she is still thinking still deeper for the rest of us, and then BAM the news hits with a small smack to the face and gut and suddenly no matter who you are, no matter your friends, your family still here, you are in the smallest significant way more alone.
Goodnight, Kurt. You made me feel like I had some small place in this century, long, long before I was born.
Goodnight, Kurt. You made me feel like I had some small place in this century, long, long before I was born.