I just see everybody working for that same eternal weekend
we drone on and on and on and don't get close to what we wanted
heavy legs two steps behind some forever dangling carrot
and I'm so tired of it
03 April 2009
LQ-Salinger
"Do you know what I was smiling at? You wrote down that you were a writer by profession. It sounded to me like the loveliest euphemism I had ever heard. When was writing ever your profession? It's never been anything but your religion."
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