Wednesday, January 16, 2008
From a very early age I have been entirely too involved in what I call “real life.” I have been far too serious about everything.
I wish somebody—somebody I respect, would have said, “Lighten up brother, lighten up.”
A book I am reading asks the following: “But is it such a bad thing to live like this for just a little while? Just for a few months of one’s life, is it so awful to travel through time with no greater ambition than to find the next lovely meal?... Or to nap in a garden, in a patch of sunlight, in the middle of the day, right next to your favorite fountain? And then to do it again the next day?”
Good question.
I must bring this to a close. I need to clean some grease off my garage floor and then…
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