June 2012
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May 2012
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wait just found a remix of drugs or me
I will never stop loving Jimmy Eat World. What else am I supposed to love when driving through a sleeping city through flat, intermittent light, if not Futures? What will make me feel like the horizon is attainable if not Clarity? How could I understand love and rage without Bleed American? Dreams without Chase This Light?
And Invented? How else do people grow into themselves, and understand...
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things
I woke up today and:
read hemingway
remembered that i liked reading
pieced together a complicated dream that should be/will be the plot to my next novel
remembered that i liked writing
graduated college
drank
ate
drank
swam the crim dell
good day.
From this I reach which I might call a philosophy; at any rate it is a constant...
– —Virginia Woolf, “A Sketch of the Past” (1939)
(one of the epigraphs of my thesis)