Images, thoughts, occurrences, rants, opinions (be warned!) and reflections on culture. Documenting the minutiae of my humble existence, whenever the mood strikes.
"Alone, even doing nothing, you do not waste your time. You do, almost always, in company. No encounter with yourself can be altogether sterile: Something necessarily emerges, even if only the hope of some day meeting yourself again." (E.M. Cioran)
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Don't we all just love to hold on? To things, to our ideas, to other people, to what we have, to what we think we are. We hold on to every little thing. It's what we're made of - a whole lot of stuff being held onto.