When I came to, my head hurt like hell and was pounding like a muffled bass drum. The kind of throbbing sensation that makes me feel as if everything that happened last night was trying to fight it’s way out of me, even if that meant bursting through my temples. I certainly wouldn’t have been shocked to see it—giant holes in the softs of my forehead. Henry Miller said that...
When you go out with your friends and they're all...
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Without those peak experiences our lives would be pretty dull and flat. Berlioz...– Kafka on the Shore (Haruki Murakami)
Pointless thinking is worse than no thinking at all.– Murakami
Tonight was good to me.