A man in a green coat is asleep and smells like vinegar. Nobody sits near him. The man next to me is humming a tune with no melody very loudly and very enthusiastically. It’s 11a.m.
Americans are so enamored of equality, they would rather be equal in slavery than unequal in freedom.
― Alexis de Tocqueville

I don’t know if there is such thing as meaning, but I do know that there are degrees of meaninglessness; I do…

