what a long strange trip it's been

06.04.12back& forth
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"It made her sad to think that they�d never be back there again, never bounce from bar to bar drinking and dancing just because they could, just because they should. It wasn�t that she wanted to be in college agin, exactly. No, she just missed it sometimes, the aftermath of those nights out, inexplicable bruises and lost wallets, phone numbers being requested, make-outs with near strangers in crowded bars."
� Girls in White Dresses

Choices are what what we all need. And when I walk out into the bricky warp of these American cities, that is exactly what I feel. Choices aplenty. Things I don�t know anything about but might like are here, possibly waiting for me. Even if they aren�t. The exhilaration of a new arrival. Good light in a restaurant that especially pleases you. A cab driver with an interesting life history to tell. The casual, lilting voice of a woman you don�t know, but that you are allowed to listen to in a bar you�ve never been in, at a time when you would otherwise have been alone. These things are waiting for you. And what could be better? More mysterious? More worth anticipating? Nothing. Not a thing. � Carson McCullers, The Sportswriter


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