"It may, after all, be the bad habit of creative talents to invest themselves in pathological extremes that yield remarkable insights but no durable way of life for those who cannot translate their psychic wounds into significant art or thought."
sometimes i wonder if self-doubt for me is like booze for alcoholics.
one drink means ten more.
the absence of knowledge can be a real ball buster sometimes. sometimes as in today.
slowreader is so perfect to listen to with how i’ve felt all day.
fallen on the world,