Music washes away from the soul
the dust of everyday life.
- Berthold Auerbach
Walking my two bad dogs at dusk, yoga, road trips, shows, wet n wild weekends.
modern and postmodern lit ... Wilde, Joyce, Pynchon, Kundera, Salinger.
I have a feeling that you're riding for some kind of a terrible, terrible fall. But I don't honestly know what kind.... It may be the kind where, at the age of thirty, you sit in some bar hating everybody who comes in looking as if he might have played football in college. Then again, you may pick up just enough education to hate people who say, 'It's a secret between he and I.' Or you may end up in some business office, throwing paper clips at the nearest stenographer. I just don't know.
- The Catcher in the Rye, Mr. Antolini in Chapter 24