Life is Good.
Posted in daily Life on September 2nd, 2005 by bucksatanSitting on the shitter, reading Henry Miller - the Indian bidet tale from “Tropic of Cancer“. Jazz wafts in from the kitchen radio, a soothing backdrop to an otherwise hectic day. I fall out of the book and into reverie. My eyes continue to move across the page without absorbing a single word. A hot calabrese salami sandwich and a Corona. That’ll make a fine lunch.
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“For some reason or another man looks for the miracle, and to accomplish it he will wade through blood. He will debauch himself with ideas, he will reduce himself to a shadow if for only one second of his life he can close his eyes to the hideousness of reality.”
- Henry Miller
