"When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth." -Kurt Vonnegut
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
I haven't been sleeping well lately. I wake up too early and don't go back to sleep and by the time my alarm goes off it's been hours. I am going to close my bank account and then travel to Vienna and hide out in the cocoon of Anne's apartment.
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