We were going to go home Monday, but then other things happened. What are those things? It doesn’t matter. Did you know I started vaping at vape bars the last week? Not weed, just the regular ones. Well, OK, I guess they dont even have weed vape bars here, so why did I clarify what sort of vaping establishment it was? Idk, but either way, it seems to calm me down.
“Like most of the others, I was a seeker, a mover, a malcontent, and at times a stupid hell-raiser. I was never idle long enough to do much thinking, but I felt somehow that my instincts were right. I shared a vagrant optimism that some of us were making real progress, that we had taken an honest road, and that the best of us would inevitably make it over the top. At the same time, I shared a dark suspicion that the life we were leading was a lost cause, that we were all actors, kidding ourselves along on a senseless odyssey. It was the tension between these two poles–a restless idealism on one hand and a sense of impending doom on the other–that kept me going.” -HST
“The room was very quiet. I walked over to the TV set and turned it on to a dead channel-white noise at maximum decibels, a fine sound for sleeping, a powerful continuous hiss to drown out everything strange.” -HST