I can feel so different from one day to the next. Can I know who I am? I know who I’ve been but never know who I’ll be.
I think that I need this to come anywhere close to inner peace. I have too many thoughts, too various a cornucopia of feeling to keep bottled in my heart. But you know, when you seal a carbonated drink and shake it, you hesitate to open up because you know that it’s just going to explode uncontrollably into chaos. But if you open it up in a safe place you find that once you brave the...
I felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remembering it all. The...– Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums (via alfsaga)