I haven't felt much like posting lately, and I don't know why.
My general philosophy has changed and lengthened: if you are not wet, bruised, and covered in mysterious mosquito bites (we don't have bugs in San Francisco), you aren't alive.
...Which makes me wonder if my body isn't somehow holding me back, imprisoning me, while at the same time offering me this great opportunity: life.
Quotes (from other people):
"You can't fuck the future. The future fucks you."
-Deadwood
"The dollar lost strength the way many marriages break up, slowly and then all at once."
-Daniel Gross, Slate
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