I invested in a new set of suede curtains yesterday to fend off the friendly neighborhood voyeurs that our household has attracted. My room, once exposed to over-illumination, has now become like the inside of a butterfly's cocoon; dark, alluring and you leave bearing colorful wings.
“Every once in a while, but not often, you can sit down and write a thing that you know is going to stand people’s hair on end for the rest of their lives- a perfect memory of some kind, like a vision, and you can see the words rolling out of your fingers and bouncing around for a while like wild little jewels before they finally roll into place & line up just exactly like you wanted them to…” - Hunter.S.Thompson
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