Four in one day. I think that’s a new record. Should I just take the Prozac already? SSRIs seem to be more socially acceptable in our western world than honesty or actual coping. Methinks a lot of people been drinkin’ the Kool-Aid. Or perhaps I really am a maniac who doesn’t belong in urban settings. Blah. Four in one day.
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For everyone who ever doubts… Things that make me happy:
- Water.
- The open road.
- Seagulls, especially the flock on and around Egg Island.
- A really high quality first beer of the night.
- Poetry and readers of poetry.
- From each according to his ability. To each according to his need.
- Classic films.
- My old friends.
- My girlfriend.
That oughtta keep ’em busy for a while.