Fiction and Creative Non-Fiction: Mostly reflections on my first quarter century, when I always got the fuzzy end of the lollipop.
Monday, November 24, 2014
Feeling a little Beat today. . . though usually am more Lost
This quote keeps running through my pretty little brain:
. . .because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad
to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the
same time. . . (Jack Kerouac)
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