"When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth." -Kurt Vonnegut
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
I had this idea that coming to another country would wake me up entirely. I get it sometimes, that feeling, like how I felt when I got off the bus at the Linz train station and I felt so little, but I knew where I was going any ways. The rest of the time I just want to sleep.
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