Don't shush me!

...because it's already happened in restaurants, movie theaters, and most recently, at a Broadway show.

At any given moment of the day, there are an infinite number of disconnected thoughts swirling around in my brain. This blog is an attempt at a semblance of peace of mind; a good night's sleep wouldn't be so bad, either.

Note: much of what I record here will be quotes and text messages because my entourage is damn amusing...y'know, 'imho'...
May 11
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Books say: She did this because. Life says: She did this. Books are where things are explained to you; life is where things aren’t. I’m not surprised some people prefer books. Books make sense of life. The only problem is that the lives they make sense of are other people’s lives, never your own.

Julian Barnes, in Flaubert’s Parrot (via jennabee)

Nail on the head.

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