Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!"
— Hunter S. Thompson
Monday 18 January 2016
the morning fog...
Like a stone, like a storm,
Being born again Into the sweet morning fog...
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