I’m drifting off into the wild place of erratic thought and empty space…amusing myself with operational defiance —…
I aim high sometimes — it’s the perfectionist in me…I don’t know why sometimes I can be so damn hard to please… upstream is the only…
It was unsustainable, this regiment of speed, and alcohol, and benzos — that much was clear. Freaking benzos, without them…
Don’t you think we live in strange new days?We replaced the old known stories…Sleeping…